Oh, Lord


You are so great

You are so wise

You rule my fate

You tumble my dice


I wonder what you think of me

I, the poor little prisoner

in your penitentiary


What is it that you want from me

more than watch me bathe in misery


Haven\'t I suffered long enough

Isn\'t my world sad enough

for you


my Lord



What is it that you want from me

What more can I do for thee



Only the Moon listens when I pray

Only the Moon will hear my say


It will not help

I know

watching the Moon

resting my eyes

feeling the size

but it comforts me

for a while