Lyrics:

Oh I wish I could be / Touched by the hem of his garment / To be proud has never been / So mean, so stern, so cruel / Oh I wish I could be / Touched by the hem of his garment / Oh, 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 see / 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 at this table / One bed in this house / Seriously, I think we could be, / Touched by the hem of his garment / Oh, I've come a long way / To touch the hem of his garment