Faith, Hope And Charity - Steve Harley

I can see it my past, like a passive kind of memory

And picking petals from a flower, in the garden like a ceremony

(Can't you feel?) Can you feel it now?

Tearing up my pagan heart

Yes I swear shall put right before duty pause

Without faith, hope and charity

I was on a wayward path just to get in a darkest land

Just a tired and sick old boy

I couldn’t know, I couldn’t understand

(Can't you see?) I can see it now

A hundred daggers if I did perceive

And I can see it even clearer now

Like a child, I wouldn’t be deceived

Upon that faith, hope and charity

(Would you like to go back to the answer?)

Yes I think I do

(Would you run on back to the answer?)

No it isn’t true

(Would you like to go back to the answer?)

Yes I said I think I do

(Would you run on back to the answer?)

No it isn’t true

(Would you tell?)

No, no, I wouldn’t tell

I couldn’t tell, I shouldn’t tell

I swear I’d never tell

I would cherish such a secret

For fear that I’d die and go to hell

Without faith, hope and charity

Ooh

(Faith, hope and charity)

Faith, hope and charity