London, England 12/8/1987
Wembley Arena
(12:08) "It's been kind of unfortunate to... touch me... fuck. (Inaudible off mic). This is called Faith."
(Beginning Lyrics)
(Guitar Fill)
As I look back
Days ago I feel all lost and old
And days I sit here... glass
Fingers cold
Think of all the things I could have done
Think of all the things I could have done
And never hold
And I never hold
I press it hard and search for the truth
Said I promise this and watching us cold
And what would I feel without... and never talk
Adjusting it tight til it falls right away
I said noooooo..., never will, there's no hell!! (Yelling)
There's no way in!! (Yelling)
Said I'll come and cry... at the side of you
Said I'll come and cry... like I used to do
She looks down at me from above
It's the best thing ever wonder... used to
Says open your eyes and you'll hate now
Just you'll hate now
I'll tell you something now
