I'll Work For Your Love

Michigan Magic ~ Nov 5, 2007



photo by: Ron Valle


Pour me a drink Theresa in one of those glasses you've dusted off
And I'll watch the bones in your back like the stations of the cross
'Round your head the sun lifts a halo at your lips a crown of thorns
Whatever the deal's going down, to this one I'm sworn


I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love


The dust of civilizations hang love's sweet remains
Slip off of your fingers and come dripping down like rain
The pages of Revelation lie open in your empty eyes of blue
watch you slip that comb through your hair and this I promise you


I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love


Well, tears they fill the rosary at your feet my temple of bones
Here in this perdition we go on and on
Now I see the pieces crumble and our book of faith's been tossed
I'm just out here searching for my own piece of the cross
A late afternoon sun fills the room with a mist in the garden before the fall
I watch your hands smooth the front of your blouse and seven drops of blood fall


I'll work for your love dear
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love
What others may want for free
I'll work for your love


~Bruce Springsteen~
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