You've settled me in the shadow of your wing, to lie upon the soft flowers,
Set my feet down inside your footprints,
Step together across the water's sight,
But the shore always changes when the waves crash in.
But inside my heart is a thirsty land that drips with desire,
Pouring over a short horizon, wilts like perishing flowers,
And the petals lie resting, to lie down with lions.
Love has seen its better days,
Love has seen its better days.
Beneath the desert sky, past the scenery,
You take my hand and carry me away past the bottom, where the dust of life gathers in the heart,
And I realise: it is too deep for me to reach.
Love has seen its better days,
Love has seen its better days,
Love has seen its better days.
Seen it's better days, seen it's better days.
Skipping over the mountains, running for the trees,
I take a rock out of the stream and crawl out underneath,
How long will I remain a man?
Will I grow back into a child?
I take a seat inside my head, pull the statues out, and I polish them,
Yeah, I polish them,
I polish them,
Yeah, I polish them.
Without surrender, there is no love,
Without healing, there is no love,
Without mercy, there is no love,
Without forgiveness, there is no love.
Love's gonna see its better days,
Love's gonna see its better days,
Love's gonna see its better days,
Love's gonna see its better days,
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