I sleep to the sound of your love
I sleep to the sound of your love
I'm not gonna say sorry

I look to the bottom of the well
You see your own reflection
and you know that it looks like hell
You see your own face and you're sick of yourself
yourself, yourself, yourself

I don't need your religion
I don't need your protection
I don't need you to fit in

I need the sound of the drums, the drums
I need the sound of the drums, the drum, the drum
I need the sound of the drum, the drum
The drum, the drum, the drum

"... to give thanks always God for you, brother
beloved of the Lord, because God hath from the beginning chosen you to salvation
through sanctification of the Spirit and belief of
Father which has loved
Everlasting consolation... Comforts your heart
In every good word and work
Chapter Three... [?] Chapter Three... "

I sleep to the sound of your love
I sleep to the sound of your love
I'm not gonna say sorry