When It Was Dark

I wanna speak to you tonight from the third chapter, the Gospel according to St.
Matthew. Thank you Jesus, God bless you, held a little greed for me.
In those days came John the baptist. Preaching is the will to listen.
When it was God, amen
Ooh, baby something is wrong tonight I’m not feeling myself
Yeah baby, something is wrong tonight, I’m not I’m not…
I’m not here for questioning the answers I don’t know
You keep on questioning but I don’t, I don’t
Hail to Monday to find more love
Ain’t got money to buy love, when I need it most
Now I’m bleeding in my bedroom, can’t you hear me screaming
Let me rest in peace
Hell, I’m bleeding in my bedroom
Thinking about my next move when I should behave
Slow the world down so I can find myself
Slow the world down so I can find myself
When it was dark, amen
When it was dark, amen
Oh, baby something is wrong tonight I admit I’m not myself
Ooh baby something is wrong with me, I’m not I’m not…
I’m not here for sympathy, I know we all past hell
But when it’s dark I can see nothing, nothing else
Hail to Monday to find more love
Ain’t got money to buy love, when I need it most
Now I’m bleeding in my bedroom, can’t you hear me screaming
Let me rest in peace
Hell, I’m bleeding in my bedroom
Thinking about my next move when I should behave
Slow the world down so I can find myself
Slow the world down so I can find myself
When it was dark, amen
When it was dark, amen
The choir’s gonna do another number for us now