Made for Glory

Like a thistle on a tree
like the sparkle on the sea
you were made for glory

and it's no wonder why you're here
for all to see

but like a thorn on my flesh
your beauty holds me
i cant find relief
and it's no wonder why you're here
to torture me

sometimes a man must find relief
in what he cant touch, what he cant see
maybe he knows that it wont do
but it will do for tonight

and now that you're out of sight
i can only pray you get out of mind
but those prayers dont often work fo rme
you're all i see

sometimes a man must find relief
in what he cant taste what he cant see
maybe he knows that it wont do
but it will do for tonight
oh for tonight
oh tonight

like a thorn upon my flesh
like a thorn upon my flesh
like a thorn upon my flesh

sometimes a man must relief
whatever ways he can
maybe he knows that it wont do
but it will do for tonight

sometimes a man must take the fall
few other ways will he learn
just when he's ready to lose it all
someone comes along

like a thistle on a tree
like the sparkle on the sea