Sinead Oconnor - I Guess The Lord Must Be In New York City Songtexte

I say goodbye to all my sorrows
And by tomorrow I'll be on my way
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

I'm so tired of getting nowhere
Seein' my prayers going unanswered
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

Well here I am Lord knocking on Your back door
Ain't it wonderful to be, where I've always wanted to be
For the first time I'll be free here in New York City

Say goodbye to all my sorrows
And by tomorrow I'll be on my way
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

I'm so tired of getting nowhere
Seein' my prayers gone unanswered
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

Well here I am Lord, knocking on Your back door
Ain't it wonderful to be, where I've always wanted to be
For the first time I'll be free here in New York City