Get ready for love, him Get ready tot love, him Get for love, get ready
Well, of all nothing much ever really happens And god rides high up in the ordinary sky, Until we find ourselves at our distracted And the miracle that was promised quietly by
every boy and girl Calling all the world Calling every boy and Calling all the world
Get ready for love, him Get for love, praise him
The mighty wave their hankies from their palace Sending grief and joy down in doses And we search high and low mercy or malice the gate to the kingdom swings, shut and closes
Calling every boy and all around the world Calling every boy and Calling all around the
him till you've forgotten What praising him for? him till you've forgotten What you're praising him Then praise him a little bit Yeah, praise him a bit more
Yeah, him till you've forgotten What you're him for? Praise him you've forgotten you're praising him for? Praise him a bit more Yeah, him a little bit more
Get ready for love, him Get for love, get ready
I searched the seas and I've looked under the carpet And browsed through the that govern the skies Then I was just around, doing nothing And up to see his face burned in the retina of your eyes
Calling boy and girl Calling all around the Calling every boy and Calling all the world
Hey, get for love, yeah, praise him Yeah, getting for love, praise him