Two men were standing, fighting, demanding.
They could
Not decide who was right. Voices were changing, attacks
Were exchanging. One man yelled, "You've got it backwards,
It backwards!"
Two leaders of the church, they never knew they
Were - In love with the same thing
The body's divided, opinions collided. The men drew a line in
the
Sand. One wants tradition, the other petition. Both saying, 'I
Want it my way, it my way!"
Two leaders of the church, they never knew they
Were - In love with the same thing
So what was the result? In love with the same thing. (they never
You spoke of you that day. There was no love in that place)
