I'm van der Hold I'm 68 old I doubt some have increased In 42 of being a priest I'm at the end of my I'm not sure if I'm survive I often know what to say When I to Him, when I pray In reply I silence, no relieve I've waited in for a little advice from that great in ethereal skies
Once I was A devoted A student in God's hands Now I'm old and of his demands I tried to be honest and Did my job the best I But I always that average man Right in the where I began During the grieve with which dealt Spent three decades since felt The certainty I so adored 'bout the existence of the
I've seen enough, why I know God left this place, long time ago
give him to my perish Things I don't myself but cherish And love and charity Mostly purpose that's sets you free So I'm where the Are not comforting I think I'm almost done my search Got old so even in my church But as if I'm kept out sort of secret about The meaning of sometimes Can't fail to notice these are types
I've seen enough, that's why I God left this place, long time ago I've enough, that's why I know God left this place, long time ago
And has made me good at one thing And horrible at everything The blessings of a world Were always elsewhere and mine Oh, I would to hold someone Briefly maybe have fun My hardly designed So I'm not really the hugging Not once has there Someone with a softer Who reached out for me in the of the night 'Cause my own lumpy would've turn on the light I I've been miscast And the of saints is passed My faith is reclassed but not 42 years of being a priest The church is like a Thing out of like a vision She glimmers in the distance I could never quite get Now i'm stuck here my regret
I've seen enough, 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 time ago I've seen enough, why I know God left this place, long long ago
It's my portion, my cup... It's my portion, my cup...