and for what price
In the morning, through the window shade,
when the light pressed up against your shoulderblade,
I could see what you were reading
All the glory that the Lord has made,
and the complications you could do without,
when I kissed you on the mouth
Tuesday night at the Bible study,
we lift our hands and pray over your body,
but nothing ever happens
I remember at Michael's house,
in the living room when you kissed my mouth,
and I almost touched your blouse
In the morning at the top of the stairs,
when your father found out what we did that night,
and you told me you were scared
All the glory when you ran outside,
with your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied,
and you told me not to follow you
when the light pressed up against your shoulderblade,
I could see what you were reading
All the glory that the Lord has made,
and the complications you could do without,
when I kissed you on the mouth
Tuesday night at the Bible study,
we lift our hands and pray over your body,
but nothing ever happens
I remember at Michael's house,
in the living room when you kissed my mouth,
and I almost touched your blouse
In the morning at the top of the stairs,
when your father found out what we did that night,
and you told me you were scared
All the glory when you ran outside,
with your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied,
and you told me not to follow you
