I love you more than thunder
More than April loves rain
More than Sunday morning choirs
More than branches of the willow
love to flutter in the breeze
Or the snows of Kilimanjaro
would love to melt into the seas
I love you more than faithful
Romeo loved his star -crossed Ju liet
Or James Dean and Humphrey Bogart
loved to hold that cigarette
Where old men and lonely soldiers
Telling stories of their battles
and of the girls that got away
I'd become a priest for you
I'd become a thief for you
To offer some re lief to you
Just when I think I've felt it all
Falling hard as love can fall
And search my very soul down to its core
I love you more than solemn
More than pharaoh love denial
Oh, the brushes of Da Vinci
Oh, the statues in the temple
with the angels stuck in glass
Would love to break the ties
that bind them and fly away at last
Oh, I've become a priest for you
I've become a thief to you
To offer some relief to you
Just when I think I've felt it all
Fallen hard as love can fall
Searched my very soul down to its core
Oh, every letter of every word
Of every phrase I've ever heard
And every clever metaphor is not enough
Oh, I've become a priest for you
I've become a thief for you
to offer some relief to you
And just when I think I've felt it all
Falling hard as love can fall
I searched my very soul down to its core
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