Written by Leonard Cohen
I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this the fourth, the fifth
The minor drop, the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Hallelujah
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah
Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I told the truth; I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
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