Ritchie Sambora Church Of Desire (sambora)
Woke up in a cold sweat In the middle of the night Seems like a lifetime When you're wondering who's wrong or right One confession would resurrect the truth Revenge or forgiveness for sins between me and you Now we dance with the devil down lonely street, lonely street Looking for a window in the house of tears Living in hell, I pray the rain disappears I'm headed for a breakdown And the fever runs higher As I kneel at the altar I can feel your fire In the church of desire Church of desire You never find a reason why love falls from grace Some kind of voodoo, like a spirit you can't embrace There's a voice in the mirror, and a ghost in my heart That relives the passion before we were torn apart Now we dance with the devil down lonely street, lonely street Looking for a window in the house of tears Living in hell, I pray the rain disappears I'm headed for a breakdown And the fever runs higher As I kneel at the altar I can feel your fire In the church of desire Church of desire Now we dance with the devil down lonely street, lonely street Looking for a window in the house of tears Living in hell, I pray the rain disappears I'm headed for a breakdown And the fever runs higher As I kneel at the altar I can feel your fire In the church of desire Church of desire
