Beneath Her Feet

I didn't know how to be in love until she came home from Rome.
And I believe in God above until she came home from Rome.
But now you fit me like a glove. You be my hawk, I'll be your dove.
And we don't need no God above, now that you're home from Rome.

What she touches, I will worship it.
The clothes she wears, her classroom seat.
Her evening meal, her driving weel.
The Ground Beneath Her Feet.

(Salman Rushdie : the Ground beneath her feet, The first Ormus Cama's love songs)

U2 Lyrics - The Ground Beneath Her Feet
All my life, i worshipped her
Her golden voice, her beauty's beat
How she made us feel
How she made me real
And the ground beneath her feet
And the ground beneath her feet

And now i can't be sure of anything
Black is white, and cold is heat
For what i worshipped stole my love away
It was the ground beneath her feet
It was the ground beneath her feet

Go lightly down your darkened way
Go lightly underground
I'll be down there in another day
I won't rest until you're found

Let me love you true, let me rescue you
Let me lead you to where two roads meet
O come back above
Where there's only love
And the ground beneath her feet
And the ground beneath her feet


Music: U2
Lyrics: Salman Rushdie