Under the steeple we were all God's people
If we loved one another, sisters and brothers
But then the preacher told me, God loves the straight man only
Straight is the same as holy so saith the Lord
Father could you ever love a person like me?
Or did you seal the gates above and throw out the keys
You say we are your children if we trust and believe
So God please don't forget about the children like me
While the world was sleeping I'd stay up weeping
Wondering who was the liar, my God or my desire
If straight means holy then I -- I guess I don't mind lonely
But what if we have this life only, what if I was wrong?
They say I'm ruined, but I'm only human
They say, it could be Satan, but God I'm your creation
What is and isn't sin, I'll let it go and let you in
All this time I was praying, all this time you were saying...