Holy Father, we need to talk I have a secret that I can′t keep I'm not the boy that you thought you wanted
Please don′t get angry, have faith in me Say I shouldn't be here but I can't give up his touch It is him I love, it is him Don′t you try and tell me that God doesn′t care for us It is him I love, it is him I love I walk the streets of Mississippi I hold my lover by the hand I feel you staring when he is with me How can I make you understand? Say I shouldn't be here but I can′t give up his touch It is him I love, it is him Don't you try and tell me that God doesn′t care for us It is him I love, it is him I love Oh, oh Oh, I love Oh, oh No, no, I love Oh, oh I love Oh, oh Oh, oh Him I love Oh, oh Him I love Oh, oh Him I love Oh, oh Him I love Holy Father, judge my sins I'm not afraid of what they will bring I′m not the boy that you thought you wanted I love him
Writer(s): Sam Smith, Brendan Grieve, Reuben James
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