I am walking through Rome

With my heart on a string

Dear God, please help me



And I am so very tired

Of doing the right thing

Dear God, please help me



There are explosive kegs

Between my legs

Dear God, please help me



Will you follow and know

Know me more than you do

Track me down

And try to win me?



Then he motions to me

With his hand on my knee

Dear God, did this kind of thing happen to you?



Now I'm spreading your legs

With mine in-between

Dear God, if I could I would help you



And now I am walking through Rome

And there is no room to move

But the heart feels free



The heart feels free

The heart feels free

But the heart... feels free



The heart feels free