Lyric Where Could I Go

There s no deals to be made with the dawn
Now I fear that our time has come and gone

They say freedom is just a place to hide
Now I m coming to you with my arms open wide
(Oh — won t you tell me)
Where could I go to the Lord

Take a prayer with you to heaven for me
Oh — And give it to the Lord
Give it to the Lord
Cause nothing else could save a sinner
Sinner like me
Oh — But an angel s word
Just an angel s word

Now — Oh now — what is — what is too true
What is hard is much too true
Oh — and what s true Oh — is much too too hard
And now where — where could I go but to the Lord

Mama was hard on us but we could take it
And papa didn t give a damn and he couldn t fake it

They say freedom
Oh — Freedom is just an other place to hide
Now I m coming to you with my arms open wide
(And tell me)
Where could I go — Oh — but to the Lord