Lo, lo, lo, lo, lo, loYou can end this anytime you want to
Just jump out of the window
And feel your body break on the ground
Or you can come a little closer
Come ride my magic carpet
And follow stars to BethlehamYou're such a better man that heWe'll find faith in the most magical of places
And find home in the smallest of rooms
We'll find life in the most barrenness of faces
And touch Christ in impending doomLo, lo, lo, lo, lo, loWe can go anywhere you want to
I don't really mind
But follow the life on the moon
A life of pain to do
A curse from me to youYou're such a better man that heWe'll find faith in the most magical of places
And find home in the smallest of rooms
We'll find life in the most barrenness of faces
And touch Christ in impending doomWe're singing
Heroes from your harsh dreams allow me closer
Signs from your palms read
We're so much colder
Ships sail out past the Persian coast to the edge of the world
And I've diedLo, lo, lo, lo, lo, loYou're such a better man that he
Songwriters
JAMES PAGE, CHARLES ANDREWPublished by
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