He wore a cross around his neck
His touch sure felt like God
And his kisses were sweet as heaven
But I'm pretty sure
He believed in the cross on his skin
More than he believed in me.
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
He wore a cross around his neck
His touch sure felt like God
And his kisses were sweet as heaven
But I'm pretty sure
He believed in the cross on his skin
More than he believed in me.
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