You were too young to play the fool, but
sometimes they break the rules
Burdened by your emotional bruise;
Hovering the skies, the demons roost
I hear them voices ringing, Halleleu --
a child is born I hear them angels
singing, Halleleu -- Halleleujah,
I tend to believe in things uncertain
I tend to conceive in things uncertain
They were always chasing after you
but you angel held fast, wouldn't
let them through Now they crucify
her -- what will you do? Darkening
the skies, the demons roost
You were young enough to believe
You pray You were too young,
young and free to take it away
but I saw your knees,
were down, on what they said
And you were young, and so naieve, that's you