I speak in many tongues to many men;

argue with angels and I always win!

But, I don't know the first thing about love.

I prophesy and know all mysteries!

All hidden things are opened up to me—

but, I don't know the first thing about love.

I have the keys to open any door!

Give all of my possessions to the poor—

but, I don't know the first thing about love…

And moving mountains ain't no thing to me;

I've faith enough to cast them to the sea—

…but, I don't know the first thing about love…

But, all other things shall fade away,

while love stands alone and still holds sway.

All other things shall fade away:

Into the ground!

Into the grey.

…I give my body up unto the flames—

And, never once have I denied your name!

But, I don't know the first thing about love.

I don't know the first thing about love.

I don't know the first thing about love…

Mirror. I know my other identity. Another self.

God has told me.

And I am near tears.