Oh I wish I could be   touched by the hem of his garment      To be proud has   Never been   So mean, so hard, so stern, so cruel   Oh I wish I could be   Touched by the hem of his garment      Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way      Touch the hem of his garment      And anger should be   The tool of a clown, or a fool you see   Why should spite and such pain   Hang between you and me   When love should be   The queen on her thrown looking after own      Wish I could be   Touched by the hem of his garment      Two chairs   This table   One bed   In this house   Seriously   I think we could be, feel we could be   Touched by the hem of his garment      Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way   Mmmm mmmm I've come a long way      Touch the hem of his garment