Crown of Thorns
Jean Beavouir
Seven days and seven nights
Still waiting by the phone
Like holy water turned to wine
Can we make it real this time?
I wanted to badly
To see it through the window
But you refused to understand
Chorus
All my lovin'
All for nothing
Gave my heart, I got
Your crown of thorns
Kept believin'
Without reason
Gave my heart and go
Your crown of thorns
Suddenly it dawned on me
That love like this should die
That hold on me, became misery
A pain I can't deny