Like a thistle on a tree, like the sparkle on the sea
You were made for glory
And it´s no wonder why you´re here
For all to see

But like a thorn on my flesh your beauty holds me
I can´t find relief
And it´s no wonder why you´re here
To torture me

Sometimes a man must find relief
In what he can´t touch, what he can´t see
Maybe he knows that it won´t do
But it will do for tonight

And now that you are out of sight
I can only pray that you get out of my mind
But those prayers don´t often work for me
You´re all I see

Sometimes a man must find relief
In what he can´t taste, what he can´t see
Maybe he knows that it won´t do
But it will do for tonight
Oh, for tonight
Oh, tonight

Like a thorn upon my flesh
Like a thorn upon my flesh
Like a thorn upon my flesh

Sometimes a man must relief
Whatever ways that he can
Maybe he knows that it won´t do
But it will do for tonight

Sometimes a man must take the fall
Few other ways will he learn
Just when he´s ready to lose it all
Someone comes along

Like a thistle on a tree, like the sparkle on the sea