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His hair was bible black, face like a priest
His fingers clutched the precious box and silent as a dream
He hid behind the dark sunglasses
You caught your breath
You thought he was beautiful
You didn't hear his silent scream
As he spread the dead man's ashes
Your always trying to find your worth
In the eyes of someone new
You may not think you need this baby but I think you do

You need Religion Of The Heart, Religion Of The Heart
(deep in your system)
You're just searching in the dark
For a reason to believe
You need Religion Of The Heart

You raise your glass, you drink their wine
But you're still thirsty all the time
No miracles tonight, and you'll skip the midnight masses
It'll be okay in the cool clear, bright light of the day
But you just seem so scattered
As though nothing mattered baby

Turn the thieves out of the temple baby and let it in

You need Religion Of The Heart, Religion Of The Heart
(deep in your system)
You're just searching in the dark
For a reason to believe
You need Religion Of The Heart

Oh, you think that I am only joking, and it all comes down to nothing
And I'm just talking to your fear but I 'm not
No, I'm not, and you stand in the field of fire

You need Religion Of The Heart, Religion Of The Heart
(deep in your system)
You're just searching in the dark
For a reason to believe
You need Religion Of The Heart

Religion Of The Heart