Roger Wright, Rory Taylor Ben Forster Gethsemane

I only want to say, if there is a way Take this cup away from me For I don t want to taste its poison Feel it burn me, I have changed I m not as sure, as when we started Then, I was inspired, now, I m sad and tired Listen, surely I ve exceeded expectations Tried for three years, seems like thirty Could you ask as much from any other man But if I die, see the saga Through and do the things you ask of me Let them hate me, hit me, hurt me, nail me to their tree I d want to know, I d want to kno