Faith No. 2 Songtext
von Colin MacIntyre

Oh Lord my nose has already been broke
Oh Lord my house has already been robbed
So what′s the matter with you
What's the matter with you
Who made you God?

Oh love my days are already a joke
Oh my love I′m just about ready to talk all about
What's the matter with me
What's the matter with me
It′s you


When I said, it′s almost impossible not to believe in a war
I meant, it's almost impossible just to believe in you
You you you
It′s almost impossible not to be sold anymore

Oh Lord I'd bow to the lady with sanity clouds up above
My love let′s hold onto hope and let go of the hurt
And what's the matter with me
No matter what′s the matter with me
I still need you

It's almost impossible not to be sold anymore.

And I'll take the winding road
Why must we take the winding road, the road
I don′t say it′s over.
For you, for you

Oh Lord my nose has already been broke