I'm van der Hold I'm 68 old I doubt questions have increased In 42 of being a priest I'm at the end of my I'm not sure if I'm gonna I don't know what to say When I talk to Him, when I In reply I silence, no relieve I've waited in vain for a little from great voice in ethereal skies
I was revolutionary A devoted A gifted in God's hands Now I'm old and sick of his I tried to be honest and Did my job the best I But I always stayed average man Right in the spot I began During the grieve with I've dealt Spent three decades I've felt The certainty I so adored 'bout the existence of the
seen enough, that's why I know God left place, long long time ago
I'll give him to my Things I don't have but cherish And namely love and Mostly purpose that's what you free So I'm the metaphores Are not anymore I think I'm almost done with my Got old so even in my church But as if I'm kept out Some sort of about The meaning of sometimes fail to notice these are mediocre types
I've seen enough, that's why I God left this place, long long ago seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long ago
And time has made me at one thing And horrible at everything The blessings of a divine Were elsewhere and never mine Oh, I would to hold someone Briefly maybe have fun My body's designed So I'm not really the hugging Not once has there Someone a softer skin Who reached out for me in the middle of the 'Cause my own lumpy mattress turn on the light I I've been miscast And the time of saints is My faith is reclassed but not After 42 of being a priest The church is a woman out of reach like a vision She in the distance which I could never quite get Now i'm stuck here my regret
seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long time ago I've seen enough, that's why I God left place, long long time ago
seen enough, that's why I know God left this place, long long ago I've seen enough, why I know God left place, long long time ago
my portion, it's my cup... It's my portion, my cup...