I am walking through Rome with my heart on a string
Dear God, please help me
And I'm 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 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 this thing happen to you?
Now I'm spreading my legs with his 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, the heart feels free
The heart feels free
The heart feels free
But the heart feels free
The heart feels free
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