Get for love, praise him Get ready tot love, him Get ready-ready for love, get
Well, most of all much ever really happens And god high up in the ordinary sky, yeah we find ourselves at our most distracted And the miracle that was creeps quietly by
every boy and girl Calling all around the Calling every boy and all around the world
Get ready for love, him Get for love, praise him
The mighty wave their from their high-windowed palace Sending grief and joy in supportable doses And we search high and low without or malice the gate to the kingdom swings, shut and closes
Calling every boy and all around the world Calling boy and girl Calling all the world
Praise him till forgotten What praising him for? Praise him till forgotten What praising him for? praise him a little bit more Yeah, praise him a bit more
Yeah, praise him you've forgotten you're praising him for? Praise him you've forgotten What you're him for? Praise him a little bit Yeah, him a little bit more
Get for love, praise him Get ready for love, get
I searched the seven seas and I've looked the carpet And browsed through the that govern the skies Then I was hanging around, doing nothing And looked up to see his burned in the retina of your eyes
Calling boy and girl Calling all around the Calling boy and girl Calling all the world
Hey, get ready for love, yeah, him Yeah, getting ready for love, him