Holy

You started to cry in the back of the car that I was driving Tears in your eyes as the birds flew over the Comeragh mountains Sat with you upon a wall as a rain come tearing down For a second I could feel our world turning round You make me Holy a saint I′m not sure God said he knows me Then whys the devil at my door Whenever I get seasick on the ocean of love You make me Holy You make me pure Id pull up a chair We talk of dreams until the early morning And if I raise my voice I'm sorry it′s the Demons talking You make all the leaves in the forest bow down at your feet For what it's worth I take all the heat for your baby I bleed You make me Holy a saint I'm not sure God said he knows me Then whys the devil at my door whenever I get seasick on the ocean of love You make me Holy You make me pure You make me Holy a saint I′m not sure. God said he loves me, but it's you I adore