Down the mystic avenue I walk again
Remembering the days gone by
And I´m knocking with my heart

And all the girls walk by
In all their summer fashions
And the churchbells chime
On a summer Sunday afternoon

She gives me religion
She gives me religion

And the angel of imagination
Opened up my gate
She said "come right in
I saw you knocking with your heart."

And the angel of imagination
She lit your fiery vision bright
Let your flame burn into the night
I saw you knocking with your heart

She gives me religion
She gives me religion
It´s all right

And all the girls walk by
In all their summer fashions
And the churchbells chime
On a summer Sunday afternoon

It´s all right
She gives me religion
I said she gives me religion
And I´m knocking and I´m knocking with my heart
And I´m knocking, knocking with my heart