Lletres: Faithless. Sunday 8 PM (Disc 1). Hem Of His Garment.

Maxi Jazz in background: ...wish he was a man

Pauline:
Oh I wish I could be touched by the hem of his garment

Maxi Jazz in background: ...in a dream...

Pauline:
To be proud has never been so mean, so hard, so strange, so cruel
Oh I wish I could be touched by the hem of his garment

Mmmmm, I've come a long way (5x)
Touch the hem of his garment

Dagger should be the tool of a clump.
I'm a fool, you see

Maxi Jazz in background: it's not...

Pauline:
Why should such violence, such pain hang between you and me
When love should be a queen on her throne looking after her own
I wish I could be touched by the hem of his garment
Two chairs, this table, one leg, in this house
Seriously, I think we could be,
Feel we could be, touched by the hem of his garment

Pauline / chorus:
Mmmmm, I've come a long way (5x)
Touch the hem of his garment