Untitled 歌词

In me there isn't one good thing But in you I find a contradiction A once dormant design now causing friction You run against my grain Oh try, try as I might To pursue the good that I long for My body left me lying on the floor There's poison running through my veins Your voice was not a noise But the feeling of sun upon my face After blackest nights I rose in grace The darkness bled away Your eye saw further than mine Upon this road, long and twisting Towards your home, thought I missed it When my feet gave away Abba father! Abba father!