His hair was bible black, face like a priest
His fingers clutched the precious box and silent as a dream
He hid behind the dark sunglasses
You caught your breath
You thought he was beautiful
You didn't hear his silent scream
As he spread the dead man's ashes
Your always trying to find your worth
In the eyes of someone new
You may not think you need this baby but I think you do
You need Religion Of The Heart, Religion Of The Heart
(deep in your system)
You're just searching in the dark
For a reason to believe
You need Religion Of The Heart
You raise your glass, you drink their wine
But you're still thirsty all the time
No miracles tonight, and you'll skip the midnight masses
It'll be okay in the cool clear, bright light of the day
But you just seem so scattered
As though nothing mattered baby
You're always trying to heal yourself in someone else's skin
Turn the thieves out of the temple baby and let it in
His fingers clutched the precious box and silent as a dream
He hid behind the dark sunglasses
You caught your breath
You thought he was beautiful
You didn't hear his silent scream
As he spread the dead man's ashes
Your always trying to find your worth
In the eyes of someone new
You may not think you need this baby but I think you do
You need Religion Of The Heart, Religion Of The Heart
(deep in your system)
You're just searching in the dark
For a reason to believe
You need Religion Of The Heart
You raise your glass, you drink their wine
But you're still thirsty all the time
No miracles tonight, and you'll skip the midnight masses
It'll be okay in the cool clear, bright light of the day
But you just seem so scattered
As though nothing mattered baby
You're always trying to heal yourself in someone else's skin
Turn the thieves out of the temple baby and let it in
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