Please

So you never knew love Until you crossed the line of grace. And you never felt wanted Till you'd someone slap your face. So you never felt alive Until you'd almost wasted away.You had to win, you couldn't just pass The smartest ass at the top of the classYour flying colours, your family tree And all your lessons in history.Please, please, please Get up off your knees.

Please, please, please, please, oh yeah.

And you never knew how low you'd stoop To make that call And you never knew what was on the ground Till they made you crawl. So you never knew that the heaven You keep you stole.Your Catholic blues, your convent shoes,Your stick-on tattoos now they're making the news Your holy war, your northern star Your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car.Please, please, please Get up off your knees.

Please, please, please Leave me out of this, please.

So love is hard And love is tough But love is not What you're thinking of.

September, streets capsizing Spilling over down the drains Shard of glass, splinters like rain But you could only feel your own pain. October, talk getting nowhere. November, December; remember We just started again.

Please, please, please Get up off your knees, yeah. Please, please, please, please, ah. So love is big Is bigger than us. But love is not What you're thinking of. It's what lovers deal It's what lovers steal You know I've found it Hard to receive'Cause you, my loveI could never believe.

U2