how to love When you hate what you fear the most I'll wash your feet as you spit in my face Hey you, I love your soul I'm going love you when you hate You
I gotta dig deeper How can I hide deeper? How I fly deeper in You How can I hide deeper? How I fly deeper in You How can I hide deeper? How I fly deeper
all about everything always All my pushing becomes nothing I shake the fear I used to compensate for what I couldn't achieve I conquered dreams forgetting
Things are coming down I can tell you Beautiful the sound Of things coming down 'cause I heard him say Hey, hey, hey Division is coming down I saw peace
how to love When you hate what you fear the most here I'll wash your feet as you spit in my face Hey you, I love your soul I'm gonna love when you hate You
you Hold me, hold me, locked in a cage I'm locked, I'm locked, I'm locked I love to be caught by you I wanna be trapped in your arms Your cage is rest
, You're the peace I need, down, pour down You're in the blood and You're all around Beauty speaks without a sound Raging flood, You're the peace I
You Now You pull me apart, I'm suspended in You Stretch me bigger, reveal Yourself to be Frame that holds me tightly in center Pulled into suspension in the middle of You Now You
You and Your death, yeah And to know Your name, yeah Accept my gifts, take my crowns I spread them at your feet When I bleed, I bleed with joy As I
Your love is better than life Because Your voice heals me inside Because my soul is satisfied Because Your love keeps me alive Because Your love is better than life Because Your
I might love You better Take me down, shake me out Give me a heart that I might love You better Hanging on a post Just next to Yours I want to curse
But the sweetness in my ears Safe in your arms speak the words I love to hear You have been more faithful than the morning sun You have been more faithful
the dying I'm thrown into it, it's so imminent There's no arguing what you say I gotta keep fanning it, I keep fanning it I keep fanning the fire to
Übersetzung: Bratpfanne. Hey You, I Love Your Soul.
what I give Not by what I can keep Exposed before You Everything I bury gets exhumed I gotta dig deeper And all the things I bury gets exhumed I gotta