I left my conscience like a crying child
Locked the door behind me put the pain on file
Broken like a window I see my blindness nowAnd I need love not some sentimental prison
I need god not the political church
I need fire to melt frozen sleet inside me
I need loveDriving into town tired and depressed
Like a flare a street light burst and SOS
Peace comes to my rescue
And I don’t know what it meansAnd I need love not some sentimental prison
I need god not the political church
I need fire to melt frozen sleet inside me
I need loveBroken like a window I see my blindness now
And I need love not some sentimental prison
I need god not the political church
I need fire to melt frozen sleet inside me
I need love
I need love
I need loveI need love
Born in 1962, Phillips was raised in Glendale, California. As a child she became fascinated by philosophy and religion, primarily fundamentalism; she began writing songs at the age of 14 as an outlet for exploring her Christian beliefs, as well as coping with family strife. More…
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