歌曲 | Sacred Love |
歌手 | Sting |
专辑 | Songs of Love |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Take off those working clothes | |
Put on these high heeled shoes | |
Don't want no preacher on the TV baby | |
Don't want to hear the news | |
Shut out the world behind us | |
Put on your long black dress | |
No one's ever gonna find us here | |
Just leave your hair in a mess | |
I've been searching long enough | |
I begged the moon and the stars above | |
For sacred love | |
I've been up, I've been down | |
I've been lonesome, in this godless town | |
You're my religion, you're my church | |
You're the holy grail at the end of my search | |
Have I been down on my knees for long enough? | |
I've been searching the planet to find | |
Sacred love | |
The spirit moves on the water | |
She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter | |
She's rising up like a river in flood | |
The word got made into flesh and blood | |
The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook | |
Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book | |
Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal | |
Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real | |
So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies | |
When I looked up could I trust my eyes? | |
All the saints and angels and the stars up above | |
They all bowed down to the flower of creation | |
Every man every woman | |
Every race every nation | |
It all comes down to this | |
Sacred love | |
Don't need no doctor, don't need no pills | |
I got a cure for the country's ills | |
Here she comes like a river in flood | |
The word got made into flesh and blood | |
Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill | |
But if you don't love her your best friend will | |
All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above | |
It all comes down, it all comes down | |
It all comes down to love, | |
Take off your working clothes | |
Put on your long black dress | |
And your high heeled shoes | |
Just leave your hair in a mess | |
I've been thinking 'bout religion | |
I've been thinking 'bout the things that we believe | |
I've been thinking 'bout the Bible | |
I've been thinking 'bout Adam and Eve | |
I've been thinking 'bout the garden | |
I've been thinking 'bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life | |
I've been thinking 'bout forbidden fruit | |
I've been thinking 'bout a man and his wife | |
I been thinking 'bout, thinking 'bout | |
Sacred love, sacred love… |
Take off those working clothes | |
Put on these high heeled shoes | |
Don' t want no preacher on the TV baby | |
Don' t want to hear the news | |
Shut out the world behind us | |
Put on your long black dress | |
No one' s ever gonna find us here | |
Just leave your hair in a mess | |
I' ve been searching long enough | |
I begged the moon and the stars above | |
For sacred love | |
I' ve been up, I' ve been down | |
I' ve been lonesome, in this godless town | |
You' re my religion, you' re my church | |
You' re the holy grail at the end of my search | |
Have I been down on my knees for long enough? | |
I' ve been searching the planet to find | |
Sacred love | |
The spirit moves on the water | |
She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter | |
She' s rising up like a river in flood | |
The word got made into flesh and blood | |
The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook | |
Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book | |
Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal | |
Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real | |
So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies | |
When I looked up could I trust my eyes? | |
All the saints and angels and the stars up above | |
They all bowed down to the flower of creation | |
Every man every woman | |
Every race every nation | |
It all comes down to this | |
Sacred love | |
Don' t need no doctor, don' t need no pills | |
I got a cure for the country' s ills | |
Here she comes like a river in flood | |
The word got made into flesh and blood | |
Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill | |
But if you don' t love her your best friend will | |
All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above | |
It all comes down, it all comes down | |
It all comes down to love, | |
Take off your working clothes | |
Put on your long black dress | |
And your high heeled shoes | |
Just leave your hair in a mess | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout religion | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the things that we believe | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the Bible | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout Adam and Eve | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the garden | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout forbidden fruit | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout a man and his wife | |
I been thinking ' bout, thinking ' bout | |
Sacred love, sacred love |
Take off those working clothes | |
Put on these high heeled shoes | |
Don' t want no preacher on the TV baby | |
Don' t want to hear the news | |
Shut out the world behind us | |
Put on your long black dress | |
No one' s ever gonna find us here | |
Just leave your hair in a mess | |
I' ve been searching long enough | |
I begged the moon and the stars above | |
For sacred love | |
I' ve been up, I' ve been down | |
I' ve been lonesome, in this godless town | |
You' re my religion, you' re my church | |
You' re the holy grail at the end of my search | |
Have I been down on my knees for long enough? | |
I' ve been searching the planet to find | |
Sacred love | |
The spirit moves on the water | |
She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter | |
She' s rising up like a river in flood | |
The word got made into flesh and blood | |
The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook | |
Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book | |
Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal | |
Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real | |
So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies | |
When I looked up could I trust my eyes? | |
All the saints and angels and the stars up above | |
They all bowed down to the flower of creation | |
Every man every woman | |
Every race every nation | |
It all comes down to this | |
Sacred love | |
Don' t need no doctor, don' t need no pills | |
I got a cure for the country' s ills | |
Here she comes like a river in flood | |
The word got made into flesh and blood | |
Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill | |
But if you don' t love her your best friend will | |
All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above | |
It all comes down, it all comes down | |
It all comes down to love, | |
Take off your working clothes | |
Put on your long black dress | |
And your high heeled shoes | |
Just leave your hair in a mess | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout religion | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the things that we believe | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the Bible | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout Adam and Eve | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the garden | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout forbidden fruit | |
I' ve been thinking ' bout a man and his wife | |
I been thinking ' bout, thinking ' bout | |
Sacred love, sacred love |