You wear the cloth of finest lands
  The touch of women the toil of hands
  Undress me now before I bend
  From the weight of everyman
  
  When I'm walking through this world I need to hold your hand
  Let me take you on this ride I hope you understand
  I'm not asking for a compromise
  
  You defend, exhume, begin again
  It's the riddle of a skeleton
  We're all diseased so count the coupe
  I can't imagine stopping you
  
  When I'm walking through this world I need to hold your hand
  Let me take you on this ride I hope you understand
  I'm not asking for a compromise
  
  So the earth we scorch we breathe
  Find some comfort on our knees
  You find your worth in words that wind
  Pleasures I don't comprehend
  
  When I'm walking through this world I need to hold your hand
  Let me take you on this ride I hope you understand
  I'm not asking for a compromise