Brian Hugelmeyer

Hand of God
Hey there, loveIt has been a while since he has passedBut I want you to knowThat all this pain will not lastIf there's one thing I know for sureBecause it's written on your faceAnd I'm sure of that is that life is shortAnd nobody will make it out aliveSo just try to survive my loveI have found a way Into your heartI know my way inThe hand of God is felt now by small eyes that are looking upThey are praying now, now for a cure and act of GodOr maybe just a simple pleasant nod to let them know he won't go aloneAs life escapes from his eyes, his little angels will cryI've been searching the earth For words with purposeBecause you deserve itAin't it funny how the birds can sing like they're on top of things Even though the world is crumbling beneath their feet?SongtexteIt's funny how the birds can see the world like thatIt's easy to go down to hell but harder to climb back outI guess this is what life's all aboutAnd if I write one song about death, let this be itSo they can wash their hands clean of itAnd if I write one song for you about it, my dearIt'll go like thisSomething's on its way downSomething's on its way downSomething's on its way downAin't it funny how the birds can sing like they're on top of things Even though the world is crumbling beneath their feet?Keep your head up, keep your head upI love you Aus Songtexte Mania