I'm wandering
In this foreign land
Trust in God, he holds me
on his hand
Who are these people, Lord
I do not know you
It's so strange because
Nobody looks me in the face.
Where o Lord shall I go
How many of these abominations
do i still need to see
They lie and cheat
They fake and kill
I stand by
And she doesn't care
I'm already starting
To ask God
And then I begin to understand
The others can
don't even see me
It's like a look
into a gloomy world
Which is governed by greed
And chasing the money.
Why sir, do I have to
walk in the here and now,
Why sir do you begin
Not finally taking action?
you say a little more
time must pass
A chance to turn back
I have to understand.
I say sir
you don't deserve it
why are you asking them
Not in court.
He'll tell me soon
Then the time has come,
In his face
I see sadness
So many of them were born
So many of them are lost.
But then my vision clears
I begin to understand again
I was allowed the world
see through His eyes.
I myself am as a stranger
part of this country
And I still feel
His hand.
I too needed this chance to turn back
Author: Roland Brunnenkant
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