Hail the pages turning.
And the future's on the bound,
Hell don't know my fury.
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, and maybe some faith would do me good.
I don't know what I'm doing,
don't know, should I change my mind -
I can't decide, there's too many variations to consider.
No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me more to do -
It's true, I do imbue by blue unto myself, I make it bitter.
Baby, lay your head on my lap one more time,
Tell me you belong to me.
Baby, say that it's all going to be alright -
I believe that it isn't...
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, and maybe some faith would do me good...
FA
1999
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