We turn the bed, a couple
They go to bed, alone
A moving quest, awaiting
We go to bed alone
Cynical cries for make-up love
Fighting best in the know
He's in the bed below me
A man possessed with guilt
Oh I'm over it
Ah upset
Oh I'm over it
Ah upset
Turn away, turn away, turn away love
They're covering all of the grave
Move away, move away, move away love
There's something about a prayer
Turn away, turn away, turn away ha turn away
They're covering all of the grave
Move away, move away, move away ha move away
There's something about a prayer
Turn away, turn away, turn away ha
(I'm over it)
They're covering all of the grave
Move away, move away, move away ha
There something about a prayer
Oh
(I'm over it)
Ah
