There might be something wrong

But I won't talk about it

As if I'm going on

But I'm not getting there

My feet keep moving on

But I'm moving yet

There must be something wrong

Cause im not better yet

Life is better in your house

Life is better in your courts

If all there is a glory be

Then find me in the Garden please

Cause life is better in your house

Thought that I was hiding and playing my game

But there was something on the surface to call me straight

I needed miracle prayers and daily bread

Throw in a hail to Mary and make my bed

I got a real bad feeling that good ain't great

But if Egypt is running we'll make our way

And in the end we'll find the lost are found

Cause my sin is lost when

Life is better in your house

Life is better in your courts

If all there is a glory be

Then find me in the Garden please

Cause life is better in your house