Are those halos in your hair Or diamonds shining there Without a hope, without a prayer. This rain beats down like death, You turn your eyes to better men.
Before I go I'll hang in a cross on nails, I hung on for you in there.
Girl, lay your shame to rest And hold your lies close to your breast. You stoop to feed the crows, Some scraps of truth already cold.
Before I go, I'll hang in a cross on nails, I hung on for you in there. And every kingdom of rain comes falling down, 'Cause I loved you so long, 'Cause I loved you so long.
Would you put halos in your hair? Without a hope, without a prayer, With lies close to your breast You finally lay your shame to rest.
Before I go, I'll hang in a cross on nails, I hung on for you in there. And every kingdom of rain comes falling down, 'Cause I loved you so long, 'Cause I loved you so long.