The Choir of the Warsaw Cathedral Follow

Gladly I'll do your bidding
For just a taste of what you're holding
For just a taste you could owe me

Save your sermons
For someone that's afraid to love
I'll be right here
Lying in the hands of god

Here it comes diving into to me
Now the floor is the ceiling
If you never flew why would you?
Cut the wings off a butterfly... fly

Save your sermons
For someone that's afraid to
Love you knew what I feel
Then you couldn't be so sure
I'll be right here
Lying in the hands of god.

If you feel the angels in your head
Tears drop
Of Joy runs down your face
You will rise.

Filling me up now drain me
Skin begins to grow back slowly
Faster into until I'm chocking
Rinse for my mother.

Save your sermons
For someone that's afraid to
Love you knew what I feel
Then you couldn't be so sure
I'll be right here
Lying in the hands of god.

I am in love with my nothing less
Tear drops of joy run off my face
I will rise...
For someone that's afraid to
Love you knew what I feel
Then you couldn't be so sure
I'll be right here
Lying in the hands of god.

Now the floor is the celing
If you never flew why would you?
Why would you?

Gladly I'll do your bidding
For just a taste of what you're holding