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I want you to be my love
I want you to be my love
'Neath the moon and the stars above
I want you to be my love
I want you to know me now
I want you to know me now
Break a promise make a vow
I know you want me now
Like I want you
Like I want you
I want you to be my love
I want you to be my love
'Neath the moon and the stars above
I want you to be my love
'Cause I want you
'Cause I want you
I know all you--
All you've been through
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never know how much I love you
never know how much I care
when you put your arms around me
I give you fever that's so hard to bare
you give me fever
when you kiss me
fever when you hold me tight
Fever
In the morning
Fever all through the night
Sun lights up the day time
moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
and you know I'm gonna treat you right
you give me fever
when you kiss me
fever when you hold me tight
Fever
In the morning
Fever all through the night
Listen to me baby
Can't hear a word I say
No one can love you the way that I do
Cause they don't know I love you my way
I love you
Fever
When you kiss me
Fever will never learn
Fever
Tell's ya it's over
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
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I'm a Failed Christian
I don't go to church
I smoke and I drink
And I lie and I curse
It never got to me
Your sermon and all
You talked and you talked
About nothing at all
I'm a Failed Christian
Failed Christian, yeah
I've got two recollections
Taking the collections
And tears when the choir sang in harmony
It scared me half to death
I swore as I left
With a inside pocket full of change and memories
I'm a Failed Christian
Failed Christian
I'm a Failed Christian
I've got my own church
I pray with my soul
To this great universe
All over the world
The bloods on their hands
Religious instruction
I can't understand
I'm a Failed Christian,
Failed Christian, yeah
I'm going to meet my maker
A firm believer
Of spirit in music
There's a prayer in a song
I'm a Failed Christian
And if I'm go under
And you're coming with me
That much I can't tell
I'm a Failed Christian
Failed Christian, yeah
Failed Christian
Failed, failed, failed...
I'm a Failed Christian
I don't go to church
I smoke and I drink
And I lie and I curse
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I thought that we'd be
Further along by now
I can't remember how
We stumbled to this place
I loved you like a long lost brother
On a bad day maybe I thought why bother
I've seldom seen so much anger
In a face
I wanna do better
I wanna try harder
I wanna believe
Down to the letter
Jesus and Mary
Can you carry us
Across this ocean
Into the arms of forgiveness
I don't mean to laugh out loud
I'm trying to come clean
Trying to shed my doubt
Maybe I should just keep
My big mouth shut
More often than not
When it comes to you
You want whatever's not in front of you
Deep down I know this includes me too
I wanna do better
I wanna try harder
I wanna believe
Down to the letter
Jesus and Mary
Can you carry us
Across this ocean
Into the arms of forgiveness
So tell me your troubles
Let your pain rain down
I know my job I've been around
I invest in the mess
I'm a low cost dumping ground
Trouble is I'm so exhausted
The plot, you see, I think I've lost it
I need the grace to find what can't be found
I wanna do better
I wanna try harder
I wanna believe
Down to the letter
Jesus and Mary
Can you carry us
Across this ocean
Into the arms of forgiveness
Jesus and Mary
Come and carry us
Across this ocean
Into the arms of forgiveness
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I wake up to a clock that's rinning
And the birds are singing on my telephone line
I work all day and I chase my baby
Why don't he chase me sometime
Everybody wants to be wanted
I mean I ain't no scarecrow cop
I don't need no transalazation
I don't need no diddly bop
Next time tell me that you want me
Put your little foot inside of my shoe
Next time you tell me that you need me
Everybody wants to feel like you
Everybody wants to feel like you
Everybody wants to feel like you
I used to love you so hard in the morning
I'd make you stutter and roll your eyes
I put your mind on a brief vacation
To the land of the lost surprise
Next time tell me that you want me
Put your little foot inside of my shoe
Next time you tell me that you need me
Everybody wants to feel like you
Everybody wants to feel like you
Everybody wants to feel like you
You got a heart that beats like mine love
You got a bell that rings so true
I got this feeling I got to tiptoe
Round every little thing you do
Next time tell me that you want me
Put your little foot inside of my shoe
Next time you tell me that you need me
Everybody wants to feel like you
Everybody wants to feel like you
Everybody wants to feel like you
Like you, like you
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The last time I saw Jesus
I was drinking bloody mary's in the South
In a barroom in New Orleans
Rinsin' out the bad taste in my mouth
She wore a dark and faded blazer
With a little of the lining hanging out
When the jukebox played Miss Dorothy Moore
I knew that it was him without a doubt
I said the road is my redeemer
I never know just what on earth I'll find
In the faces of a stranger
In the dark and weary corners of a mind
She said, The last highway is only
As far away as you are from yourself
And no matter just how bad it gets
It does no good to blame somebody else
Ain't it crazy
What's revealed when you're not looking all that close
Ain't it crazy
How we put to death the ones we need the most
I know I'm not a martyr
I've never died for anyone but me
The last frontier is only
The stranger in the mirror that I see
But when I least expect it
Here and there I see my savior's face
He's still my favorite loser
Falling for the entire human race
Ain't it crazy
What's revealed when you're not looking all that close
Ain't it crazy
How we put to death the ones we need the most
The last time I saw Jesus
I was drinking bloody mary's in the South
In a barroom in New Orleans
Ain't it crazy
What's revealed when you're not looking all that close
Ain't it crazy
How we put to death the ones we need the most
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I follow you from town to town
I need it
I'm better off when you're around
I mean it
Sooner or later
Things will all come around again
Sooner or later
I won't need anything
Anything at all
I walk these streets alone at night
When it hurts me
A perfect life's an oversight
You curse me
Should've known better
Than this esoteric love
Down to the letter
It don't mean anything
Anything at all
Anything, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Anything at all
You and I
You and I, yeah
I wrestle with these guilty thoughts
And I'm losing
You're all I am I'm what you're not
Confusing
Sooner or later
Things will all come around for good
Sooner or later
I won't need anything
Anything at all
Anything, yeah, yeah, yeah
Anything at all
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North Pole man
Come in from the cold
North Pole man
It's gettin' old
Cold hands cold feet
Darn snow darn sleet
It takes good friction
To make good heat
North Pole man
Come out of the storm
North Pole man
Gotta get you warm
Hot rum steam heat
My lips taste sweet
I got warm cookin'
Spread the table take a seat
Northpole man
Can you afford to
You outta come here
Come south of the border
Come down real slow
It's warm down below
It takes perspiration
To melt the snow
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Little did I know
That I almost let you go
Until I caught a glimpse of life without you
Little did I know
How deep these roots had grown
Until I felt the earth quake here without you
And this ache is gonna break me love
Until you come back home
Right or wrong
There is no home without you
And these eyes are never gonna dry
I never knew how I could cry
Until I thought I'd really lost you
Little did I know that I almost let you go
Until I caught a glimpse of life without you
And this ache is gonna break me love
Until you come back home
Right or wrong
There is no home without you
And these eyes are never gonna dry
I never knew how I could cry
Until I thought I'd really lost you
Little did I know that I almost let you go
Until I caught a glimpse of life without you
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I am a orphan
On God's highway
But I'll share my troubles
If you go my way
I have no mother
No father
No sister
No brother
I am an orphan girl
I have had friendships
Pure and golden
But the ties of kinship
I have not known them
I know no mother
No father
No sister
No brother
I am an orphan girl
But when he calls me
I will be Able
To meet my family
At God's table
I'll meet my mother
My father
My sister
Oh my brother
No more an orphan girl
Blessed savior
Make me willing
And walk beside me
until I'm with them
Be my mother
My father
My sister
Oh my brother
I am an orphan girl
I am an orphan girl
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I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Oh baby it's cold outside
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
well maybe just a half a drink more - Put some music on while I pour
The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, sir - Mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride
And I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Oh, but baby it's cold outside
C'mon baby
I simply must go - Baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no - Oh baby, it's cold outside
This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm - Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Man, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My granmother's mind is vicious - Gosh your lips look delicious
Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before
I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - Your eyes are like starlight now
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that old out
Oh, but baby it's cold outside
Oh yes it is
Wanna take a little walk out to the barn
Is that where you keep your big white horse
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