Bedroom Hymns Lyrics

This is as good a place to fall as any We'll build our alter here Make me your Maria I'm already on my knees You had Jesus on your breath And I caught him in mine Sweating our confessions The undone and the divine
'Cause this is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers And I can't get enough Oh, whoa, whoa, yeah
Spilled milk tears, I did this for you Spilling over the idol The black and the blue
The sweetest submission Drinking it in The wine, the women, the bedroom hymns [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/bedroom-hymns-lyrics-florence-and-the-machine.html ]
'Cause this is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers and I can't get enough Whoa, whoa, yeah I can't get enough
I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution I'm not here looking for absolution Because I found myself an old solution
This is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough
This is his body This is his love Such selfish prayers, I can't get enough Whoa, whoa, yeah I can't get enough Whoa, whoa, yeah I can't get enough Whoa, whoa, yeah