There's a man going round taking names, He is flogged by the masses, bruised, and in pain On his shoulder, a dirty old cloak, On his feet there is nothing, but the wounds and the blood He is calling a name, oh he is yelling it on the street, He is begging them please Like a father who's not letting go of a daughter who's missing, He will fight till she's home He says come to me, come to me now. Come to me, Please let me handle the fire that is burning inside of your heart Daughters of jerusalem i charge you, Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires People laugh at this madman they see, He's a stranger, a nothing, searching desperately Like a dog, he is beaten and maimed, But he will not stop looking, not until the last day Who is this coming up from the dessert, Leaning on her lover? He says come to me, come to me now Come to me, Please let me handle the fire that is burning inside of your heart