Tekst piosenki
When you hold your hands out may your good Lord show a sign And when you seek forgiveness may your good Lord take the time May your good Lord talk to mine When you light a candle may your good Lord see it glow Shining through the darkness may your good Lord make it grow To cast a light across the land from killing fields to dessert sands From distand shores to where I stand Will your good Lord make it so And after all I think and do, I cant believe that this is true If I cry out treason will your good Lord make them pray All those men of reason, leading nowhere lost their way Turning riches into rags, turning rags into the streets, Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day And after all I said and done, I cant believe our gods are one Turning riches into rags, turning rags into the streets Turn the streets into a hell, may your good Lord have his day What would it take to take a hold A shepherd searching for a fold The greatest story ever told Somebodys lying If I believed in something would your good Lord make it true Give me the sword of justice, show me the hate to put it through Cut down the bitter tears, the sleepless night, the waking fears The empty words the silent tears, would your good Lord love me too ?
