So you say that God is real, my friend,
Then why is there war and hate?
And what about babies that die,
I hear you pleading tears
Please, just once.
Barking dogs and quarry trucks
Rambling down my street.
With so much noise in my ears
It’s really hard to sleep.
It is always
What I would like to think
That I would do first.
...It’s not of course.
I’s gots a hound dog commin,
He’s gonna sniff me out
Done went and smelled up Herbert
Done smelled up Janice too.
Chance is stepping on a line,
Chance is playing games with time.
Chance is a wishing, yearning dream,
I am so very much in love that I
Can’t imagine how to describe it all
There’s the passionate fire I feel inside,
And there’s the love that made my wall to fall.
Crowded alone, for a lonely cry,
Grasping, pleading, aching to feel,
Feeling hurt, not knowing why,
Like riding on a Ferris Wheel.
The wall stands all alone
Lit by sunlight
Dancing from the shinning mirror