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...

Come lay your burdens down on me