I want you on your knees my love
So fold your hands to lord above
But it won't help you in this time
The dark is closing in once more
And as you reach out for the door
Your feet they stumble and you fall
You sing the song of sorrow
But no one sings along
And you will hate tomorrow
With all that you did wrong
I want you on your knees my love
And I know what you're thinking of
You hope the sorrow never ends
So now we're both down on our knees
To worship and to do as pleased
And through your tears you see me smile
You sing the song of sorrow
But no one sings along
And you will hate tomorrow
With all that you did wrong
You sing the song of sorrow
But no one sings along
And you will hate tomorrow
With all that you did wrong
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