I know Just like I know No way of knowing I gotta have faith (Gotta have faith) I gotta believe (Gotta believe) That the lord of lords And the king of kings come
You've got me All tied up to the whipping tree And oh my friend I'm just glad to be in love again Well, dear, It's queer I'm all alone, And I'm nothing
Hey Nothing's in my heart I'd rather be cool than be smart Hey What I'm thinking of I'd rather be cool than be loved Here's what I feel Ba ba ba ba Just
In my good, Good morning I'm up before the sun can break Early morning, And everyone like a shiny thing All my angels appear before my window saying