I left my conscience like a crying child,
Locked the doors behind me, put the pain on file,
Broken like a window, I see my blindness now.
And I need love, not some sentimental prison,
I need God, not the political church,
I need fire to melt the frozen sea inside me,
I need love.
Driving into town, tired and depressed,
Like a flare, a streetlight bursts an s.o.s.,
Peace comes to my rescue I don't know what it means.
But I need love, not some sentimental prison,
I need God, not the political church,
I need fire to melt the frozen sea inside me,
I need love.
Broken like a window, I see my blindness now.
And I need love, not some sentimental prison,
I need God, not the political church,
I need fire to melt the frozen sea inside me,
I need love,
I need love,
I need love.
