Michael Crawford - Gethsemane

I only want to say, if there is a way Take this cup away from me For I don’t want to taste its poison Feel it burn me, I have changed I’m not as sure, as when we started Then, I was inspired, now, I’m sad and tired Listen, surely I’ve exceeded expectations Tried for three years, seems like thirty Could you ask as much from any other man? But if I die, see the saga Through and do the things you ask of me Let them hate me, hit me, hurt me, nail me to their tree I’d want to know, I’d want to kno