The Vow

We made a vow we could never ever keep.
Still somehow the thought of it runs deep.
There is the glory of the coming of the glory of the Lord
And there's an answer where there was no call.
But I've been so unkind, no heart, no mind.
If I could give it all I would give it all
I would give it all to you, to you, for you.

This is it for you. This is it for you. This is it for you. This is all.

But I will take your money - take it with a cursory smile.
It's only fashion sense. Don't take offence - I don't like the style.
Tables turned. I call the shots. Will I be your friend?
God knows where it started or where it will end.

Don't ask me now "Was honesty the crime?"
Don't ask me now, maybe some other time.
What is there to say and what is there to prove
And who is there to prove it to?
Because there's no sense in false pretence
Would I ever lie to you or for you?

This is it for you. This is it for you. This is it for you. This is all.

But I will take your money - take it with a cursory smile.
It's only fashion sense. Don't take offence - I don't like the style.
Tables turned. I call the shots. Will I be your friend?
God knows where it started or where it will end.

But I will take your money - take it with a cursory smile.
It's only fashion sense. Don't take offence - I don't like the style.
Tables turned. I call the shots. Will I be your friend?
God knows where it started or where it will end.



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Writer(s): Zeke Carey, Horace Webb, George Motola
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