Hotel Books - Off the Ground (Tanak)

The minute that this love ends
You can write down my time of death
Non contingent upon who I am
All that matters is who he is

Living in a world where they say there's nothing to see
And I believed them
But god my spirit's willing but the flesh is weak
I'm ready to let you in

You cut the path and gave me two feet
Now teach me how to walk with them
And if I can't walk
Then at least carry me