Faith will empty you
Strange, but true
And love I never knew
Still my love grew
When you were held in my dying breath
And angels I thought came down
Nothing feels quite like death
But you in your pity would drown
And feeling sick of mice and men
You took me and said, "but then again",
We talked, but that didn't matter until the kiss
You struck me, and never missed
Faith will empty you
Strange, but true
And love I never knew
Still my love grew and grew
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC
Faith will empty you
Strange, but true
And love I never knew
Still my love grew
When you were held in my dying breath
And angels I thought came down
Nothing feels quite like death
But you in your pity would drown
And feeling sick of mice and men
You took me and said, "but then again",
We talked, but that didn't matter until the kiss
You struck me, and never missed
Faith will empty you
Strange, but true
And love I never knew
Still my love grew and grew
