Chris Rea - When The Good Lord Talked To Jesus Lyrics
See me moving without warning.Fast as mt legs can runand I'm hanging by a thin wire,been that way since I was youngOnly the good Lord got his reasons,for turning on his own son.And he beat up on me real bad.Bad as a dog can beHe took every smile that I hadAnd he threw it all back at meOnly the good Lord got his reasons,Make yo cry until your eyes can't seeWell he burned down all that I hadAnd he left me beat and blindOh he dealt me pain and sorrowAnd every fear that he could findWhen the good Lord talked to JesusGuess I ain't what he had in mindOh when the good Lord talked to JesusI guess I ain't what he had in mind