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

The choir's gonna do another number for us now