Who gave you that burden to carry?

Whose is that high horse you ride?

Who showed you the secret of sorrow,

and who put that thorn in your side?

Can't blame your mama for the thorn in your side,

though she haunts all your dreams,

take a look around you, (thorn in your side),

nothing on earth is as bad as it seems.

Who gave you that chip on your shoulder?

Who gave you that long row to hoe?

Who tattooed their name on your bicep,

who taught you not to let go?

Can't blame your daddy for the thorn in your side,

though he lived by the book,

take a deep breath now, (thorn in your side),

nothing on earth is as bad as it looks.

Who made you climb up on that soapbox?

Who gave you that water to tread?

Who told you the sky isn't open?

Who told you your best hopes are dead?

Can't blame nobody for the thorn in your side,

though the shadows appear,

take another chance now, (thorn in your side),

nothing on earth is as bad as your fear.

Can’t blame nobody (…)

Hey, remember when we drove up to Meaford

and you played your guitar?

They told us, Don't drink whiskey in the dancehall,

so we drank in the car.

Stranger, Stranger, you don’t belong in our town,

and you bellowed a strange kind of song in our town,

you warned us that something's gone wrong in our town.

Where are you going?

Where is this going?

Wherever you go, you’re already home.

Hey, remember when we swam in the river,

how the fishermen stared?

They told us, That water’s poison, children,

but we didn't care.

Creature, Creature, you don’t belong in the maze,

and you're humming a nursery song in the maze,

you're wondering where you went wrong in the maze.

Where are you going?

Where is this going?

Wherever you go, you’re already home.

Hey, remember when you said that you loved me,

when we lay in the grass?

I thought maybe love’s not something you say

but a question you ask.

Notion, notion, you don't belong in my head,

and you’re playin’ on repeat like a song in my head,

you're making it right what was wrong in my head.

Where are you going?

Where is this going?

Wherever we go, we’re already home.

Molly is locked away high in the tower

She lets down her hair

Sings a song that's a plea

Molly is calling for a hero on horseback

Maybe just maybe that hero is me

Why do we idolize men who die young

And pray to a Virgin mother?

Give me a bonfire, holes in my shoes

I'll take every man for my brother

I'll dance with a legion of lovers

Molly is wandering, whispering, waiting

In the call of the wind in the hush of the trees

She wants to come in to the feast and the wedding

She wants to grant everyone leisure and ease

She says, Why do you worship the men who die young

And pray to a Virgin mother?

I'll build you a bonfire, wear holes in your shoes

You’ll take every man for your brother

You’ll dance with a legion of lovers.

Molly will lead you across the rough waters

She knows the safe places, each harbour and hold

Molly will wrap you up tight in her arms

You'll never grow weary, you'll never get cold.

Oh why do we idolize men who die young

And pray to a Virgin mother?

Give me a bonfire, holes in my shoes

I'll take every man for my brother

I'll dance with a legion of lovers

1/ Mama said love is another word for lying awake all night.

She put her faith in no one, because no one ever did her right.

She warned me about slow dance and sweet talk and soft lips and warm breath and slow motion and “Don't you fall, child and don't you leave.”

But when you walked in with that amazing grace was the hour I first believed.

chorus:

I'm at the bottom of the barrel baby; the well's gone dry.

I need something to hold onto, a reason not to cry.

Though you’re never going to love me, I'm begging you please,

just for tonight babe, make me believe.

bridge:

Make me believe/ put your hand on your heart/ tell me we'll never part

Make me believe/ look me in the eye/ let me fall into the lie

Make me believe (x4)

2/ I saw you in the arms of your lover and I wished I'd been blind from birth.

Wished I could throw myself into the fire or dig myself into the earth.

Now my nights are haunted by black Moon and starless sky and cold wind and shadows creeping and frostbitten and I can't sleep, babe and I can't wake.

But if you come on back tomorrow, I know you could renew my faith.

(chorus)

Make me believe (…)