Man if you’re thinking that my God
Is hanging on a cross
Just like a dead symbol of something that has gone
Oh! No! I’m sorry but you wrong
And if you’re thinking that my God
Felt tired and went back home
To sit and rest alone
And he will never come back
To bad! Cause you’re wrong again
Yes he lives and shines much more than a summers day
And one day you’ll one from the clouds
He will be back again
Someday he’ll come again
Like a lightning yeah!
Right above ny head
Of the clouds yeah!
