J.T. Davis (It Was a Pleasure Meeting You)
How cold the steel is
and keen with hunger of blood
God, don't send Jesus
this ain't no place for children
Send me a woman instead
send me a woman instead!
Yeah it's a crazy old seed indeed
The one we grew out of
They say love is all that you need
Yet all you need is -
So don't waste the kids, they're too weak to resist
Now don't waste the child'ren, governess!
'cause I was pinned down the side of the road, and then I saw her.
But does she really have a thing
to do with the story?
Men gather at their well to drink on their hearts
At night I can't see
the dead men in a pile
The rats don't wait
for us to fall asleep
And I cant' wait for all this to pass
Yeah this all will pass
Yeah it's a crazy old seed indeed
The one we grew out of
They say love is all you need
Yet all you need is
The dying soldier shifts his head
To watch the glory that returns;
He lifts his fingers toward the skies
Where holy brightness breaks in flame;
Radiance reflected his eyes
And on his lips a whispered name
So don't waste the kids, they're too weak to resist
Now don't waste the child'ren, governess!
I was pinned down at the side of the road, and then I saw her.
But does she really have a thing, to do with the story?
Pinned down at the side of the road, and then I saw her.
But does she really have a thing, to do with the story?
and keen with hunger of blood
God, don't send Jesus
this ain't no place for children
Send me a woman instead
send me a woman instead!
Yeah it's a crazy old seed indeed
The one we grew out of
They say love is all that you need
Yet all you need is -
So don't waste the kids, they're too weak to resist
Now don't waste the child'ren, governess!
'cause I was pinned down the side of the road, and then I saw her.
But does she really have a thing
to do with the story?
Men gather at their well to drink on their hearts
At night I can't see
the dead men in a pile
The rats don't wait
for us to fall asleep
And I cant' wait for all this to pass
Yeah this all will pass
Yeah it's a crazy old seed indeed
The one we grew out of
They say love is all you need
Yet all you need is
The dying soldier shifts his head
To watch the glory that returns;
He lifts his fingers toward the skies
Where holy brightness breaks in flame;
Radiance reflected his eyes
And on his lips a whispered name
So don't waste the kids, they're too weak to resist
Now don't waste the child'ren, governess!
I was pinned down at the side of the road, and then I saw her.
But does she really have a thing, to do with the story?
Pinned down at the side of the road, and then I saw her.
But does she really have a thing, to do with the story?
Credits
Writer(s): Alfred Luttikhuizen Van, Carsten Brunsveld, David Achter De Molen, Richard Luttikhuizen Van, Christoffer Teijlingen Van
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