I wake to find you here
And I knew your mind
As though none had known before me
Yet now whoever will?
Oh, I have seen myself
Yet you have cast this first stone
Now I sleep alone
In the light of what this means
I am far within my grave
Pay no mind to the consequences
Will you call me by my name?
For all that's passed between us
Will you say that nothing's gained?
Now who wears the thorns?
Now who wears the thorns?
Now who wears the thorns?
Now who wears the thorns?
So you may swear
This beast was of two backs
Though you may bring me wine
Your virtue had run dry
Now I sleep alone
I know my heart
Would seek pardon from sin
That which the hour makes me
Would sooner find me alone
The fault within myself
Had found no harbor in you
Instead I dream this night
With only my clear conscience to keep me