Текст песни Hem Of His Garment

OH I wish I could be Touched by the hem of his garment To be proud has never been So mean, so stern, so cruel Oh I wish I could be Touched by the hem of his garment Oh, I've come a long way To touch the hem of his garment And anger should be The tool of a clown or a fool, you see And why should such spite and such pain Hang between you and me When love should be A queen on her throne Looking after her own I wish I could be Touched by the hem of his garment Two chairs at this table One bed in this house Seriously, I think we could be, Touched by the hem of his garment Oh, I've come a long way To touch the hem of his garment