28 acessos
When I was a little girl I looked to heaven
To find the answers of the brand new day
I hoped that god was smiling upon me
I hoped that god would find my way
Tuesday's dead now, wednesday's over
I think it's time I must take my stand
On god, if your out there
Would you give me a helping hand
Just lift up your head
As you fall on your knees
Lift your hands to the air
God help me please
Little-bo peep has lost her sheep
And I can't find my way home
Life's a circle running through us
On this earth we shall roam
Just lift up your head
As you fall on your knees
Lift your hands to the air
Oh, god, help me please
I eat the fruit that worms disease
I'm falling down on my hands and knees
Wouldn't it be nice if money grew on trees?
The laughter lies and it dyes
All the fields of rage and the suicides,
Standing face to face with me
Just, just lift up my head
As you fall on my knees
I lift my hands to the air
God help me please
God help me please
Oh, god help me please
Oh my
God is dead
Oh my
God is dead
Oh my
That god is dead