Lyric What Difference Does It Make?

All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I d leap in front of a flying bullet for you

So, what difference does it make ?
So, what difference does it make ?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight


The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why ?
Because you asked me to !
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I ve only got two hands
Well, I m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


So, what difference does it make ?
Oh, what difference does it make ?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won t keep you warm tonight


Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won t see me anymore
Well, I m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, I m too tired
I m so sick and tired
And I m feeling very sick and ill today
But I m still fond of you, oh-ho-oh


Oh, my sacred one ...
Oh ...