my eyes, the cross, more these days
i’m so lonley, the pain so deep
looking for love, let’s count the ways
the best place to find it is when I sleep
just one song to water your soul
forget not the church where you were no winner
you see him again becoming your goal
the guys left you alone, you little sinner
i found ten sheckles, ill listen on low
that’s the way it should be gay boy
they’ll not see my cross with stones to trow
don’t be loud and show no joy
I’m here because it’s love I need
In my soul is this thirsty seed
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