I wanted to write a love song but I'm too drunk to do
Fingers play the blue notes breaking through what I feel for you
Oh, my love, you're my glass filled with red wine
Oh, my Lord, still I pray for your bell that chime

Confused, I don't know who are you
So numb, I don't know who I am
Sight goes blind
Rest in peace
Oh, my faith

I wanted to write a love song but I'm too forgetful
When the music is playing on, I can't choose you 'cause I'm fool
Oh, my love, you're my bed filled with red rose
Oh, my Lord, still I pray for your thorn that goes
So deep, from the hip to my heart
I feel or I don't feel a thing
And the sight goes blind

I wanted to write a love song but I'm in love with my love
I can't write a single word as my heart caught in a glove
Oh my love, still I pray for your downy shrine
Oh my Lord, she's my way filled with bread and wine
I feel or I don't feel a thing
On this, I better give in up
And the sight goes blind
Rest in peace, oh, my love