Before you go would you glance back at me
I need a smile
It’s worth the while
I’m in a glitch, in a tangled opera
If anybody asks me, I’m about my Father’s business
He’s talking, I am listening, to what he has to say
Poor man go, let your pity carry you to no where
Your heart is a dry and weary, selfish centered hole
If anybody asked you, you’d turn your head and just say no
You wouldn’t know love if it hit you
Do you know that God is love