Oh I wish I could be

touched by the hem of his garment



To be proud has

Never been

So mean, so hard, so stern, so cruel

Oh I wish I could be

Touched by the hem of his garment



Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way



Touch the hem of his garment



And anger should be

The tool of a clown, or a fool you see

Why should spite and such pain

Hang between you and me

When love should be

The queen on her thrown looking after own



Wish I could be

Touched by the hem of his garment



Two chairs

This table

One bed

In this house

Seriously

I think we could be, feel we could be

Touched by the hem of his garment



Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way

Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way



Touch the hem of his garment