| I wanna make something beautiful for You and from You
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| To show You, to show You I adore You, oh, You
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| And Your journey towards me which I see and I see
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| All You push through, mad for You and because of You
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| I couldn’t thank You in ten thousand years
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| If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
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| Ah, but You know the soul and You know what makes it gold
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| You who give life through blood
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| Blood, blood, blood, blood, oh, blood, blood
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| Oh, I wanna make something so lovely for You
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| 'Cause I promised that’s what I’d do for You
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| With the Bible I stole, I know You forgave my soul
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| Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve
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| And I think we’re agreed that it should have been free
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| And You sang to me They dress the wounds of My poor people as though they’re nothing
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| Saying, peace, peace when there’s no peace
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| They dress the wounds of My poor people as though they’re nothing
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| Saying, peace when there’s no peace
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| Days without number, days without number
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| Now can a bride forget her jewels or a maid her ornaments?
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| Yet my people forgotten Me Days without number, days without number
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| And in their want, oh, in their want and in their want
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| Who’ll dress their wounds? |
| Who’ll dress their wounds? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Something Beautiful , by - Sinead O'Connor. Song from the album Theology (London Sessions + Dublin Sessions), in the genre Поп