GOD LOVES A LULLABY IN A MOTHER’S TEARS IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
BETTER THAN A HALLELUJAH SOMETIMES
GOD LOVES A DRUNKARD’S CRY, A SOLDIER’S PLEA NOT TO LET HIM DIE
BETTER THAN A HALLELUJAH SOMETIMES
WE POUR OUT OUR MISERIES, GOD JUST HEARS A MELODY
BEAUTIFUL THE MESS WE ARE, THE HONEST CRIES OF BREAKING HEARTS
ARE BETTER THAN A HALLELUJAH
THE WOMAN HOLDING ON FOR LIFE, THE DYING MAN GIVING UP THE FIGHT
ARE BETTER THAN A HALLELUJAH SOMETIMES
THE TEARS OF SHAME FOR WHAT’S BEEN DONE
THE SILENCE WHEN THE WORDS WON’T COME
ARE BETTER THAN A HALLELUJAH SOMETIMES
BETTER THAN A CHURCH BELL RINGING
BETTER THAN A CHOIR SINGING OUT, SINGING OUT
