| As a means of release | |
| Pick up my little pieces of heaven, oh' | |
| Tis a social disease when | |
| I cryAs you head for the door | |
| I want it all, you can take it all leave it | |
| With the light coming in | |
| My desire to give in runs away with me | |
| If I'm not good enough | |
| And my love is too much then forget it | |
| Now I am strong, carry me home | |
| You can take it or leave it | |
| God, help me but forgive my true intention | |
| It hurts me but | |
| I've nowhere left to run | |
| All this time still falling out of love | |
| As we cut to the thrust | |
| This could well be the year of decision | |
| Do you know what | |
| I meanLike a song spinning round in my head? | |
| Now I am strong, carry me home | |
| You can take it or leave it | |
| God, help me but forgive my true intention | |
| It hurts me but | |
| I've nowhere left to run | |
| All this time still falling out of love | |
| I want it all, give me it all | |
| I want it all, give me it all | |
| God, help me but forgive my true intention | |
| It hurts me but | |
| I've nowhere left to run | |
| God, help me but forgive my true intention | |
| It hurts me but | |
| I've nowhere left to run | |
| All this time still falling out of love | |
| All this time still falling out of love |