It's all right
And I know, I cannot derive
The words racing in your mind
And I won't
I won't even try at all
I don't mind
Saying prayers for you all night
I'll be sure by the sunrise
No one heard them at all
It's all right
And I know, we never arrived
At the point of sacrifice
And I won't, hold you over fire
If you fall
I don't mind
Saying prayers for you all night
I'll be sure by the sunrise
No one heard them at all
You're all mine
Follow close like a spotlight
Feed me all of the right lines
Like I never heard them at all
*Carlos Santana enters the studio, picks up a guitar, and shreds*
(What is it you want Mary?)
(What do you want?)
(You want the moon?)
(Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around, pull it down)
(Hey, that's a pretty good idea)
(I'll give you the moon, Mary)
(I'll take it. Then what?)
(We can kill that motherfugger!)
I don't mind
Saying prayers for you all night
I'll be sure by the sunrise
No one heard them at all
You're all mine
Follow close like a spotlight
Feed me all of the right lines
Like I never heard them at all
