(I'm so sorry)
(I know exactly what you mean)
(He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
It's in his hands, it's in his hands)
[Verse 1]
Tired of being devilish
Sick of being wicked
Habitual and untrue
Another starting over
Although it isn't in me, I send regards to you
Standing on the steps
Steps of the cathedral
Watching summer fade
I was trying to get to somewhere
Trying to get just anywhere
But now I know it ain't my day
(I know exactly what you mean)
(He's got the whole world in his hands
He's got the whole wide world in his hands
It's in his hands, it's in his hands)
[Verse 1]
Tired of being devilish
Sick of being wicked
Habitual and untrue
Another starting over
Although it isn't in me, I send regards to you
Standing on the steps
Steps of the cathedral
Watching summer fade
I was trying to get to somewhere
Trying to get just anywhere
But now I know it ain't my day
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