Thief – Can – letras

Momma’s to be the thief,Momma’s to be the thief,Oh Lord, please won’t you tell meMomma’s to be the thief?Momma’s to be the thief,“Please” said today a manAnd how come you’re the only oneWho’s beggaring, who always stays?Momma’s to be the thief,But I stop the hanging man.How come you’re the only oneLiving by the open hand?Now momma’s to be the thief,You cursed the butterflyAnd the holy man who bowed his headLooked the Arctic height.The thief tried that crossTo shed the other’s face,But the Jesus man said “Not now,I’d rather not now, it’s far too late,Far too late, far too late,Far too late, far too late,Far too late, far too late,Far too late.Do what you must,Take what you can,Steer the part of every heart,Every elder man, every elder man,Every elder man.I’m the thief, I am the thiefAnd you’re my heart, yes, and you’re my heart,But I got you then, yes I will‘Cause you’re, ‘cause I missed just your flight,Just your flight,Fly, fly, fly, fly,Fly, fly, fly, fly,I’ll get you late ‘cause it’s just goodbye,I’ll get you late, it’s just goodbye,I’ll get you late, it’s just goodbye.