| Song | Sin For A Season |
| Artist | Steve Taylor |
| Album | Now The Truth Can Be Told |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Taylor | |
| There's a sweaty hand handling his cocktail napkin | |
| "Come on up and see me" is scribbled with a gold pen | |
| "But you'd better ring twice" | |
| Seven months after his little indiscretion | |
| He sits with his wife at a therapy session | |
| For a little advice | |
| "If the healing happens as the time goes by | |
| Tell me why I still can't look her in the eye" | |
| "God I'm only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season | |
| There's a shaky hand shaking with the hand of her hostess | |
| Drank a little much, but she'll drive herself home if | |
| She can make it to her car | |
| She never saw the sign or the boy with his daddy | |
| Driving home late from their very first ballgame | |
| And they don't get far | |
| Now the years run together as her guilt goes wild | |
| She still sees the body of an only child | |
| "God I'm only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season | |
| Wealthy lips say "keep us from the Evil One" | |
| While praying hands prey with deliberate cunning | |
| On the carcass of the cold | |
| Gonna get the Good Lord to forgive a little sin | |
| Get the slate cleaned so he can dirty it again | |
| And no one else will ever know | |
| But he reaps his harvest as his heart grows hard | |
| No man's gonna make a mockery of God | |
| "I'm only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season |
| zuo qu : Taylor | |
| There' s a sweaty hand handling his cocktail napkin | |
| " Come on up and see me" is scribbled with a gold pen | |
| " But you' d better ring twice" | |
| Seven months after his little indiscretion | |
| He sits with his wife at a therapy session | |
| For a little advice | |
| " If the healing happens as the time goes by | |
| Tell me why I still can' t look her in the eye" | |
| " God I' m only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season | |
| There' s a shaky hand shaking with the hand of her hostess | |
| Drank a little much, but she' ll drive herself home if | |
| She can make it to her car | |
| She never saw the sign or the boy with his daddy | |
| Driving home late from their very first ballgame | |
| And they don' t get far | |
| Now the years run together as her guilt goes wild | |
| She still sees the body of an only child | |
| " God I' m only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season | |
| Wealthy lips say " keep us from the Evil One" | |
| While praying hands prey with deliberate cunning | |
| On the carcass of the cold | |
| Gonna get the Good Lord to forgive a little sin | |
| Get the slate cleaned so he can dirty it again | |
| And no one else will ever know | |
| But he reaps his harvest as his heart grows hard | |
| No man' s gonna make a mockery of God | |
| " I' m only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season |
| zuò qǔ : Taylor | |
| There' s a sweaty hand handling his cocktail napkin | |
| " Come on up and see me" is scribbled with a gold pen | |
| " But you' d better ring twice" | |
| Seven months after his little indiscretion | |
| He sits with his wife at a therapy session | |
| For a little advice | |
| " If the healing happens as the time goes by | |
| Tell me why I still can' t look her in the eye" | |
| " God I' m only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season | |
| There' s a shaky hand shaking with the hand of her hostess | |
| Drank a little much, but she' ll drive herself home if | |
| She can make it to her car | |
| She never saw the sign or the boy with his daddy | |
| Driving home late from their very first ballgame | |
| And they don' t get far | |
| Now the years run together as her guilt goes wild | |
| She still sees the body of an only child | |
| " God I' m only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season | |
| Wealthy lips say " keep us from the Evil One" | |
| While praying hands prey with deliberate cunning | |
| On the carcass of the cold | |
| Gonna get the Good Lord to forgive a little sin | |
| Get the slate cleaned so he can dirty it again | |
| And no one else will ever know | |
| But he reaps his harvest as his heart grows hard | |
| No man' s gonna make a mockery of God | |
| " I' m only human, got no other reason..." | |
| Sin for a season |