The Sisters Of Mercy: You could be the one

All gods children give good phone I called Jesus, he's not home So I'm so pleased to talk to you Trees and walks I love them too Threatened species they adore me, Flower children never bore me But all the this you share Are better left unsaid When you can give me there And run your fingers through my hair Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneWe can meditate Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneLet's call it fate Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneTo get your flowers pressed Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneJust get undressed I'm so glad to find you here Mystic people they're so dear I don't like the rest Your signs the best Whatever it is I'm most impressed I don't need to understand The laying on of hands I'm in a hurry to get my collar straight Life is short and I can't wait But don't worry about the state Of this pretty little thing in the armour plate Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneWe can meditate Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneLet's call it fate Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneTo get your flowers pressed Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneJust get undressed I'm so pleased that you believe Just open up a little let the good times in We're, going fo a ride Destiny can't be denied But all those precious things are better left unsaid When you can keep me here And run your fingers though my hair Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneWe can meditate Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneLet's call it fate Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneTo get your flowers pressed Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, You could be the oneJust get undressed Love, is all you need.