I can turn with the new tide,
From heartful friend to foe.
I can sacrifice my pride,
I cannot let you go.
I can turn with the new tide,
From heartful friend to foe.
I can sacrifice my pride,
I cannot let you go.
You can number Saturn’s rings,
And plot the stars above
You can map out many things,
You cannot map out Love
I can make the fair moon sing,
And pluck the stars from space
I can give you many things,
I cannot give you Faith