Sting Sacred Love
Sacred Love Take off those working clothes Put on these high heeled shoes Don t want no preacher on the TV baby Don t want to hear the news Shut out the world behind us Put on your long black dress No one s ever gonna find us here Just leave your hair in a mess I ve been searching long enough I begged the moon and the stars above For sacred love I ve been up, I ve been down I ve been lonesome, in this godless town You re my religion, you re my church You re the holy grail at the end of my search Have I been down on my knees for long enough I ve been searching the planet to find Sacred love The spirit moves on the water She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter She s rising up like a river in flood The word got made into flesh and blood The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal Thou sh
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