The Waltz

You said you kissed the foot of the saviour Felt his confession in your sleep Well I'll be your saviour, if you'll do me that favour And if you want I'll bathe you In the blood of the lamb I love you, but you're too young to know And even if I am thinking of you I won't let it show When you're like this You could be thinking anything at all When you're like this I might as well be talking to the I might as well be talking to the wall I love you, but you're too young to know And even if I am thinking of you You'll never know There's no stone, stick, bone, name, thrown Swear to god But you, but you, but you, but you But you, but you, but you, but you But you, but you, but you, but you Amalama ah but you, amalama ama ramble on I love you, but you're too young to know And even if I am thinking of you You'll never ever ever ever ever ever know It's too late for you to go