(SinÃÆ'©ad O'Connor)



The woman named Iris gave birth to the goddess

In her son who can't say his name

Because of all the pain

I miss you, but I'm glad you're gone

I want you but I'm not alone

I'm haunted by you

But I'll get you gone if it takes me all my life long

Take back the pain you gave me

Take back what doesn't belong to me

Take back the shame you gave me

Take back what doesn't belong to me

I'm Irish, I'm English, I'm Moslem, I'm Jewish,l

I'm a girl, I'm a boy

And the goddess meant for me only joy

And real love requires you, give up those loves

Whom you think you love best

Love puts you through the test

And only loyal love will be me happiness

Take back the rage you gave me

Take back the hatred you gave me for me

Take back the anger that nearly killed me

Take back what doesn't belong to me

And real love requires you

Give up those loves

That you think you love best

Love put you through the test

And only loyal love will bring me happiness

Take back the pain you gave me

You take back what doesn't belong to me

Take back the blame you gave me

Take back what doesn't belong to me

Take back what doesn't belong to me

Take back what doesn't belong to me

Take back what doesn't belong to me