Pauline Taylor - Hem of His Garment lyrics

(Maxi: ...wish she wasn't mad) Oh, I wish I could be Touched by the hem of his garment (Maxi: There was no fool in her dream [when] she began) To be proud has never been So mean, so hard, so stern, so cruel Pauiline Taylor: Mm-hm, mm hm-hm, I've come a long way (To touch the hem of his garment) And anger should be The tool of a clown or a fool you'll see (Maxi: It's not too late) And why should such spite and such pain Hang between you and me When love should be A queen on her throne Looking after her own I wish I could be Touched by the hem of his garment Two chairs, this table One bed in this house Seriously, I think we could be, feel we could be Touched by the hem of his garment