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Dear God, I'm only sixteen And incapable of lying I want to be something Can you give me a sign? Some say Jesus is bored Some say he's joking Some say a new day will never come Well, for them, it probably won't Please give me something to lift me up out of this darkness Something to light my way I want to be good enough It's your turn, now In the passing show Where the more you wonder, the less you know There's a tangerine moon over Texas, ripe enough to feel it dripping Now I work in the Starvation Army Great work if you can afford it Every night I think I feel you I think I feel you moving through me But it doesn't feel bad Are we talking about the same thing? Letras de canciones So if you want to get up, get up If you wanna make soundcheck And when we wanna get gas We've gotta pool our money God, I love it It's your turn, now In the passing show Where the more you wonder, the less you know From the top of my crown To the tip of my toe I work down in the shadows From Letras Mania