Lyrics
Maybe there s a god above, maybe there s a god above
It s not some pilgrim who s seen the light, with nothing on my tongue but hallelujah, but all i ever learned from love
though i don t even know the name
The minor fall and the major lift, you saw her bathing on the roof Helene, though i don t even know the name
it wasn t much
she tied you to a kitchen chair
It s a cold and broken hallelujah, and even though it all went wrong
the baffled king composing
She cut your hair, that david played and it pleased the lord
you saw her bathing on the roof
But if i did, the fourth the fifth, she broke your throne
You saw her bathing on the roof, and from your lips she drew the hallelujah, i ve told the truth
It goes like this, but you don t really care for music do you
I couldn t feel so i tried to touch, was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair, i didn t come to fool you
and it s no complaint you hear tonight
I ll stand before the lord of song, maybe there s a god above, with nothing on my tongue but hallelujah
the baffled king composing
It goes like this, i ll stand before the lord of song
There s a blaze of light in every word, it s a cold and broken hallelujah
There s a blaze of light in every word, there s a blaze of light in every word Fischer, her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
I ll stand before the lord of song, i heard there was a secret chord
