Из альбома: Strange Fire
Hey, jesus, it's me. i don't usually talk to you but my baby's gonna leave me, and there's something you must do. i am not your faithful servant, i hang around sometimes with a bunch of your black sheep, but if you make my baby stay, i'll make it up to you and that's a promise i will keep, hey, jesus, it's me. i'm the one who talked to you yesterday and i asked you please, please for a favor but my baby's gone away, went away anyway and i don't really think it's fair, you've got the power to make us all believe in you and then we call you in our despair, and you don't come through. hey, jesus, it's me, i'm sorry. i don't remember all i said, i had a few, no, too many and they went straight to my head, made me feel like i could argue with god but you know, it's easy for you, you got friends all over the world, you had the whole world waiting for your birth but now i ain't got nobody, i don't know what my life's worth. i'm not gonna call on you any more. i'm sure you've got a million things to do, all i was
trying to do was to get through to you, get through to you because when i die and i get up to your doors i don't even know if you're gonna let me in the place, how come i gotta die to get a change to talk to you face to face?