I know what it is but I'm hoping that all is well No harvest to greet but it's still my heart to sell I put everything I had into something that didn't grow Like going on a wild hunt shooting arrows without a bow But Lord, you know it's true I only want to be with you Oh, you know it's true I only want to be with you Death is stopping by and I'm hoping it's not too late A filthy bishop to thank shaking hands into a fatal stalemate Trading riches for love, knock a year or two off with a pin Still got a hundred left to serve staring hopeless uncork the gin But Lord, you know it's true I only want to be with you Oh, you know it's true I only want to be with you Ah, ah, ooh Ah, ah, ooh Ah, ah, ooh Cause all your love, I left it at the door Don't stop the skies, let them rain, let them pour All your love, I left it at the door Don't stop your heart, let it rain, let it pour Don't stop these tears, let them rain Let them pour Oh, let them pour Oh, let them pour And let them pour Whoa, it's me, weary soul, heathen breed Your love in my heart feels like the ocean breeze Said your love in my heart feels like the ocean breeze