Sting & Police - Sacred Love lyrics

rate me

Take off those working clothes

Put on these high heeled shoes

Don't want no preacher on the TV baby

Don't want to hear the news

Shut out the world behind us

Put on your long black dress

No one's ever gonna find us here

Just leave your hair in a mess

I've been searching long enough

I begged the moon and the stars above

For sacred love

I've been up, I've been down

I've been lonesome, in this godless town

You're my religion, you're my church

You're the holy grail at the end of my search

Have I been down on my knees for long enough?

I've been searching the planet to find

Sacred love

The spirit moves on the water

She takes the shape of this heavenly daughter

She's rising up like a river in flood

The word got made into flesh and blood

The sky grew dark, and the earth she shook

Just like a prophecy in the Holy Book

Thou shalt not covet, thou shalt not steal

Thou shalt not doubt that this love is real

So I got down on my knees and I prayed to the skies

When I looked up could I trust my eyes?

All the saints and angels and the stars up above

They all bowed down to the flower of creation

Every man every woman

Every race every nation

It all comes down to this

Sacred love

Don't need no doctor, don't need no pills

I got a cure for the country's ills

Here she comes like a river in flood

The word got made into flesh and blood

Thou shalt not steal, thou shalt not kill

But if you don't love her your best friend will

All the saints up in heaven and the stars up above

It all comes down, it all comes down

It all comes down to love,

Take off your working clothes

Put on your long black dress

And your high heeled shoes

Just leave your hair in a mess

I've been thinking 'bout religion

I've been thinking 'bout the things that we believe

I've been thinking 'bout the Bible

I've been thinking 'bout Adam and Eve

I've been thinking 'bout the garden

I've been thinking 'bout the tree of knowledge, and the tree of life

I've been thinking 'bout forbidden fruit

I've been thinking 'bout a man and his wife

I been thinking 'bout, thinking 'bout

Sacred love, sacred love