Jesus Said

I heard you turned from my love
With time I've toughened up
'Cause your love it was never here
I was worshipping an imagine of sphere

I know
Oh, I need a place
To heal from the games that you played
At the alter from where you strayed
I was worshipping some kind of made up flame

Worshipping some kind of made up flame
I was worshipping an imagine of sphere
At the alter from where you strayed
I was worshipping some kind of made up flame

Worshipping an imagine of sphere
Worshipping some kind of made up flame
At the alter from where you strayed
I was worshipping some kind of made up flame



Credits
Writer(s): Richard William Hudson, John Henry Ford
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