Ode to joy, my lover boy's speaking in tongues And the sky's bleeding gray Now I pull my bag o' prayers out I hope to find one to save the day
And he judged my love, my lust My taste with the straightest face As I crumple up inside A papier-mache, a shell with no name
Sweet chariot Come, come, take me away from my fear Sweet chariot Come, I have to get out of here
And he took me further than I wanted to go Underneath his shoe And it leaves me hungry for a touch I can't feel A touch he won't do And I thought the circle, it had an end I'm old enough to know My denial is how we began and how we will end And now that I know
Sweet chariot Come, come, take me away from my fear Sweet chariot Come, I have to get out of here
Oh, the blood that's in my veins So cold and frozen from the stings Oh, he comes and goes in waves Am I really here?
Sweet chariot Come, come, take me away from my fear Sweet chariot Can we leave him a trail of my tears? Sweet chariot It's been, it's been the longest of years Sweet chariot Come, I have to get out of here Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
