Please (live From Rotterdam)

(Just stop fighting...please)

(Let's talk)

(Please...)

So you never knew love

Until you crossed the line of grace

And you never felt wanted

Unil you had someone slap your face

And you never felt alive

Until you'd almost wasted away

You had to win

You couldn't just pass

The smartest ass

At the top of the class

Your flying colors

Your family tree

And all your lessons in history

Please...please...please...

Get up off your knees, now

Please...please...please...

Leave it out...

So you never knew

How low you'd stoop to make that call

And you never knew

What was on the ground until they made you crawl

So you never knew

That the heaven you keep, you stole

Your Catholic blues

Your convent shoes

Your stick-on tattoos

Now they're making the news

Your holy war

Your northern star

Your sermon on the mount

From the boot of your car

Please...please...please...

Get up off your knees, now

Please...please...please...

Leave it out...

'Cause love is big

And love is tough

But love is not

What you're thinking of

September

Streets capsizing

Spilling over

Down the drain

Shards of glass

Splinters like rain

But you could only feel

Your own pain

October

Talk getting nowhere

November

December

Remember

Are we just starting again

Please...please...please...

Get up off your knees, now

Please...

Please...

'Cause love is big

Is bigger than us

But love is not

What you're thinking of

It's what lovers deal

It's what lovers steal

You know I've found it hard to receive

'Cause you my love

I could never believe

Please...please...please...

Get up off your knees, now