I turned my face from God, but I won't turn from you I turned it not in shame, but to shield his light from view My body, it will die, but what I do today will resonate Until the action, long since passed Bears no resemblance to what it wrought before You turned your face as well and I feared I was to blame Because your face now turned No longer burned with virtue's flame And when your face was turned It ceased to be pleasingly cherubic I could detect the spark (or lack thereof) or chronic tepidness I turned my face from God, but I won't turn from you I turned it not in shame, but to shield his light from view My body it will die but what I do today will resonate Until the action, long since passed Bears no resemblance to what it wrought before I'd like to think that I Can tough-mindedly avoid these snares But this conceit will last Only until your rod and staff are gone And now that I have wept tears of despair Please let me cling to you And now that I have died to myself Please let me see your face And since my longing took a desperate turn I feel you near to me And now that my voice cracks with regret I draw you into me I may not have a lot But what you have, you have surely got And when it's gone from me? Part of it will stay with you endlessly What did it do in me? It wrapped your heart in veiny filigree What if I turn around? Then truthfully, you were never found
I turned my face from God, but I won't turn from you I turned it not in shame, but to shield his light from view My body, it will die, but what I do today will resonate Until the action, long since passed Bears no resemblance to what it wrought before You turned your face as well and I feared I was to blame Because your face now turned No longer burned with virtue's flame And when your face was turned It ceased to be pleasingly cherubic I could detect the spark (or lack thereof) or chronic tepidness I turned my face from God, but I won't turn from you I turned it not in shame, but to shield his light from view My body it will die but what I do today will resonate Until the action, long since passed Bears no resemblance to what it wrought before I'd like to think that I Can tough-mindedly avoid these snares But this conceit will last Only until your rod and staff are gone And now that I have wept tears of despair Please let me cling to you And now that I have died to myself Please let me see your face And since my longing took a desperate turn I feel you near to me And now that my voice cracks with regret I draw you into me I may not have a lot But what you have, you have surely got And when it's gone from me? Part of it will stay with you endlessly What did it do in me? It wrapped your heart in veiny filigree What if I turn around? Then truthfully, you were never found
