Love, Salvation, The Fear Of.. — Sixpence None The Richer

Well I'm staring straight into the face of hell You're so close and you can't even tell I'm so wrapped up inside Because I don't have much to love

Horrified I feel from pits unseen Falling off my pedestal of plentiful deeds As it crumbles down on top of me I contemplate my lack of love

Come and save my soul Before it's not too late I'm not afraid to admit