Sinead OConnor You Made Me The Thief Of Your Heart In the Name of the Father

I hope you re happy now I could never make you so You were a hard man No harder in this world You made me cold and you made me hard And you made me the thief of your heart Winter is cold oh But you re colder still And for the first time I feel like you re mine I share you with the one who will Mend what falls apart And turn a blind eye To the thief of your heart Oh you lost Oh you lost all You lost all You lost all I ll never wash these clothes I want to keep the stain Your blood to me is precious Nor would I spill it in vain Your spirit sings Though your lips never part Singing only to me The thief of your heart Oh you lost Oh you lost Oh you lost all Lost all Oh you lost Oh you lost all Lost all