Who carries you down
To a place safe and cool
Who eases the crying tree
Puts away your bloody shoes
Who comforts
Your sweetheart pale and fine
Man-child
The world cries
FOR YOUR LOVE
FOR YOUR LOVE
The leaves whisper
A storm's gonna rise
Let it come let it blow away
The hate the lies the crime
Awaken
The morning young and new
Man-child
With you
FOR YOUR LOVE
FOR YOUR LOVE