At the time of my confession
I was only just waking up
You see I was born a ministry’s son
Well I strayed far from the flock
For the walls of his cathedral
Well they made me with my doubts
Were they built to keep me inside?
Or were they it built to keep me out?
On the dark side of the river
Where the bodies all come out
How long much I keep searching?
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Searching for the loving touch
I read the book of revelations
And I held the savoir man
I saw men destroying marches
And I saw empires built on fear
On the dark side of the river
Where the bodies all come out
How long much I keep searching?
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Searching for the loving touch
On the dark side of the river
Where the bodies all come out
Oh how long much I keep searching
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Oh I am searching for the loving touch
Searching for the loving touch
