And why do you sing Hallelujah
With the words you've borrowed
If it means nothing to you
It's not that we're scared
We might take it home
It's just that it's delicate
With the words you've borrowed
With the words you've borrowed
And why do you sing Hallelujah
The look on your face is delicate
If it means nothing to you
We might make love
So why do you fill my sorrow
Why do you sing with me at all?
So why do you fill my sorrow
From the only place you've known
From the only place you've known
Why do you sing with me at all?
Well how can we ask for more
When there's nothing to give
Why do you sing Hallelujah
We might make out when nobody's there
We might live like never before
If it means nothing to you
From the only place you've known
Why do you fill my sorrow
In some sacred place
