Mystery of Love - Sufjan Stevens

Oh to see without my eyes
The first time that you kissed me
Boundless by the time I cried
I built your walls around me
White noise what an awful sound
Fumbling by Rogue River
Feel my feet above the ground
Hand of god deliver me
Oh oh woe oh woah is me
The first time that you touched me
Oh will wonders ever cease
Blessed be the mystery of love
Lord I no longer believe
Drowned in living waters
Cursed by the love that I received
From my brother's daughter
Like hephaestion who died
Alexander's lover
Now my riverbed has dried
Shall I find no other
Oh oh woe oh woah is me
I'm running like a plover
Now I'm prone to misery
The birthmark on your shoulder reminds me
How much sorrow can I take
Blackbird on my shoulder
And what difference does it make
When this love is over
Shall I sleep within your bed
River of unhappiness
Hold your hands upon my head
Till I breathe my last breath
Oh oh woe oh woah is me
The last time that you touched me
Oh will wonders ever cease
Blessed be the mystery of love

我的会被看到吗？♥️ Mystery of Love - Sufjan Stevens Oh to see without my eyes The first time that you kissed me Boundless by the time I cried I built your walls around me White noise what an awful sound Fumbling by Rogue River Feel my feet above the ground Hand of god deliver me Oh oh woe oh woah is me The first time that you touched me Oh will wonders ever cease Blessed be the mystery of love Lord I no longer believe Drowned in living waters Cursed by the love that I received From my brother's daughter Like hephaestion who died Alexander's lover Now my riverbed has dried Shall I find no other Oh oh woe oh woah is me I'm running like a plover Now I'm prone to misery The birthmark on your shoulder reminds me How much sorrow can I take Blackbird on my shoulder And what difference does it make When this love is over Shall I sleep within your bed River of unhappiness Hold your hands upon my head Till I breathe my last breath Oh oh woe oh woah is me The last time that you touched me Oh will wonders ever cease Blessed be the mystery of love