When All's Well - Everything But The Girl

We are not true

We are not pure

We are not right

O but still I'll steal to you at night

Too selfish by half

Too ugly by far

But when your songs have been sung, come to me

come to me

come to me

come to me

come to me

Rumors are rife

And winter blows cold

Reminds me of such wretched times

And yet all the same

I will never deign

To think ill of you

When all's well

My love is like cathedral bells

When all's well

My love is like cathedral bells

We are not true

We are not pure

We are not right

Amongst all the dross

The lies and the grief

There are so many things you just wouldn't believe

But amongst all the dross

The lies and the grief

When all's well

My love is like cathedral bells

When all's well

My love is like cathedral bells

When all's well

My love is like cathedral bells

When all's well

My love is like cathedral bells

When all's well

My love is like cathedral bells