WAS IT I THAT
And was it i that cast a spell upon your eyes?
Was it i that made you fall before the night stall?
Was it i that made love look so wicked before your eyes,
And was it i that made Saturday part of a weekend that never lasted a surprise,
Was it i that kissed the heavens goodbye when Christ came seeking for you?
Was it i that met Jesus and gave him no chance to preach to you?
Was it i that salvaged lustfully and less culpable to reach you?
Nothing more to embroid pearly
But this heart i give to you truly..
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