Like a thistle on a tree, like the sparkle on the sea

You were made for glory

And it's no wonder why you're here

For all to see

But like a thorn on my flesh your beauty holds me

I can't find relief

And it's no wonder why you're here

To torture me

Sometimes a man must find relief

In what he can't touch, what he can't see

Maybe he knows that it won't do

But it will do for tonight

And now that you are out of sight

I can only pray that you get out of my mind

But those prayers don't often work for me

You're all I see

Sometimes a man must find relief

In what he can't taste, what he can't see

Maybe he knows that it won't do

But it will do for tonight

Oh, for tonight

Oh, tonight

Like a thorn upon my flesh

Like a thorn upon my flesh

Like a thorn upon my flesh

Sometimes a man must relief

Whatever ways that he can

Maybe he knows that it won't do

But it will do for tonight

Sometimes a man must take the fall

Few other ways will he learn

Just when he's ready to lose it all

Someone comes along

Like a thistle on a tree, like the sparkle on the sea