In the night, the harlot moves across the floor,
She turns the handle on the door,
A hundred eyes seem to look right through her,
And why she's there, they're not sure,
Behind her love, she falls down to her knees,
And without a word she begins to weep,
And her tears, they fall down upon his feet.
And she smothers them with kisses,
She dries them with her hair.
In my life, sorrow has kissed my lonely heart,
Fear of man tears me apart,
And I've tried, but many times I've loved the world,
So many times I've been the whore,
And I've cried a thousand tears, and maybe more,
So many times I have been the whore.
I will fall down on my knees,
I will sing,
I love you, I love you,
I will weep, (my love)
I love you, I love you,
I will sing (my love)
I love you, I love you,
And my tears will fall down upon your feet.
Let me smother them with kisses,
Let me dry them with my hair.
'Cause if I could be anyone at all...
If I could be, oh, anyone at all...
Let me be...
Let me be the whore at your feet.
The whore at your feet,
The whore at your feet.
My love, my love,
I love you, I love you, (whore at your feet)
My love, my love,
I love you, I love you, (whore at your feet)
My love, my love,
I love you, I love you.
I love you, Lord,
My God, my strength,
I love you, Lord,
My God, my strength in weakness,
I love you, Lord,
My God, my strength in weakness,
I love you, Lord,
My God, my strength in weakness,
I love you, Lord,
My God, my strength,
I love you, Lord,
My God, my strength in weakness,
I love, I love,
I love you, I love you,
I love you, Lord,
My God, my strength in weakness,
(etc.)
