I'd give you all my money,
Abandon that beautiful girl.
Take my books
My choicest looks
And brun them all today.
I've got rare '61 Beatles.
I've got a tape of my dreams.
But I'd lose them all
Burn them all
Go along without all of it
Give up the chances I see
If you'd take me up,
Raise me up,
Let me know the heart of it
Give me your sweet soul dream.

I don't need a body.
A body's no body to me.
It's just a cell
And I'm living well
When I got you give me the key.
You can take all my postcards and letters
My lovers and my good memories.
Well I'd lose them all
Burn them all
Go along without all of it
Give up the chances I see
If you'd raise me up,
Take me up,
Let me know the heart of it
Give me your sweet soul dream.

I'm trying to learn understanding
Against the hell I can win
If you'd hold me up
Grow me up
Let me be a part of it
Give me the chance that I see.
I could take me up
Raise me up
Get to know the heart of it
Give me your sweet soul dream.