When you can't control your feet,
But you're moving to the beat:
it's God!
When you're feeling ill,
and can't pay the bill,
and can't buy the pill,
but you end up healed:
it's God!
When you can't pay the rent,
can't even buy a tent
and somehow,
money get sent:
it's God!
When you don't know the song,
and your lips moving along...
my friend,
it's God! !
Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis
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