Move Mountains

Move Mountains
Mary hangs from the rearview mirror On the dash
her son's come off worse
We've got a carload of
faith here And we're saved from the world
by some verse
Nothing I can do or say
Will ever move
people this way I want it,
if it moves mountains I
want it, move mountains for me
You can twist and
turn and bend it
'Til its the cruellest
shape in the world
But i still want it
The last free thing
in the world