|
I know you dont know what you're doing to me
|
With looks like yours baby, you dont have time to think
|
Couldn't picture yourself looking through me
|
You dont see me saying prayers
|
You just take another drink
|
But I think your big green eyes could make me holy
|
I'm a sinner baby
|
and I, I could be baptized in the - of your -
|
I feel the power of loving (??)
|
|
CHORUS:
|
It's a religion with me baby I've got blind faith
|
A missionary position babe I've got blind faith
|
blind faith blind faith
|
|
Talk is cheap babe, but I think you could sell me
|
'bought the farm when I heard your body speak
|
Burning bushes could not anymore than tell me
|
when you talk in that tongue babe my knees getting weak
|
And I don't wanna see you crying on my shoulder
|
Don't wanna hurt you baby
|
And I just wanna -- up tight
|
to squeeze all the little light before the night gets any older
|
|
REPEAT CHORUS
|
|
You tell me it's blasphemy but I got faith in something
|
Please God au naturale it keeps my backbone jumping
|
Layin' on the floor with Tipper Gore but let me be explicit
|
Gimme this thing girl in the flesh now let's do something with it
|
|
REPEAT CHORUS
|
|
|
|
-----------------
|
Blind Faith
|
| John Hiatt |
