In the hall I heard your faints falling
Your trial and my corrections made.

You have all the prayers of my loose heart
You have all the prayers of once had gone

No I was not there on the church stairs
The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear

No I was not there on the church stairs
The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear

Me I wanted, I wanted the right time
Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in line
Me I wanted, I wanted the right time
Me I wanted, I wanted the fire in line