Weh On Your Knees
I want you on your knees my love, so fold your hands to
lord above. But it won't help you in this time, of misery
and broken faith. The dark is closing in once more, and
as you reach out for the door. Your feet they stumble and
you fall, into a world not meant to be. You sing the song
of sorrow, but no one sings along. And you will hate
tomorrow, with all that you did wrong. I want you on your
knees my love, and I know what you're thinking of. You
hope the sorrow never ends, and I can say it never will.
So now we're both down on our knees, to worship and to do
as pleased. And through your tears you see me smile, you
have your god I have mine. You sing the song of sorrow,
but no one sings along. And you will hate tomorrow, with
all that you did wrong.
