8 lyrics for "And shed some light on me"
You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The
PlayAnd hold me up in disbelief And shed some light on me Shed some light on me And tell me something that I'll believe in Tell me something that I'll believe I'm falling apart again And I can't find a way to make amends And I'm looking in both directions
PlayWe won't be here tomorrow, hold on to me for one last time Voice your prophecy, shed us some light Fell sorrow for mankind's chance to survive Swallowed lies and swam in your own tears A stab in the dark and it wounded our will Man's coming more corrupt
PlayYou love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The
PlayI'm bout to throw some game, they both one and the same Cupid's the one to blame, say it (make love to me) I'm bout to shed some light, cause each and every night You gotta do it right, what? (fuck, me!) Oh! Oh! Oh! Say it (make love to me) Oh! Oh! Oh!
PlayI had this dream where I relished the fray And the screaming filled my head all day It was as though I'd been spit here Settled in, into the pocket Of a lighthouse on some rocky socket Off the coast of France, dear One afternoon, four thousand men died
PlayAnd hold me up in disbelief And shed some light on me Shed some light on me And tell me something that I'll believe in Tell me something that I'll believe I'm falling apart again And I can't find a way to make amends And I'm looking in both directions
PlayYou love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The
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