I remember when I moved in you,
And the holy dove, she was moving too,
And every single breath that we drew was Hallelujah.

I did my best, it wasn’t much.
I couldn’t feel, so I learned to touch.
I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come here to fool you.

And even though it all went wrong,
I’ll stand right here before the Lord of Song,
With nothing on my lips but Hallelujah.

Leonard Cohen