What Difference Does It Make?
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
We have been through hell and high tide
I can surely rely on you …
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I’d leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So what difference does it make ?
So what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied
And why?
Because you asked me to
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I’ve only got two hands
But I’m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
So what difference does it make?
What difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won’t keep you warm tonight
Oh the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won’t see me anymore
Well I’m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
But no more apologies
No more apologies
Oh, I’m too tired
I’m so very tired
And I’m feeling very sick and ill today
But I’m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
Oh, my sacred one …
Oh …
