Texty: Six Pence None The Richer. I Need Love.

I left my conscience like a crying child
Locked the door behind me, put the pain on file
Broken like a window, I see my blindness now

And I need love
Not some sentimental prison
I need God
Not the political church

I need fire
To melt this frozen sea inside me
I need love

Diving into town, tired and depressed
Like a flare the streetlight bursts an SOS
Peace comes to my rescue
And I don't know what it means

And I need love
Not some sentimental prison
I need God
Not the political church

I need fire
To melt this frozen sea inside me
I need love

Broken like a window, I see my blindness now

And I need love
Not some sentimental prison
I need God
Not the political church

I need fire
To melt this frozen sea inside me
I need love

I need love
I need love