Testo The Image

Each time I fight the battle, they've won again
And I know there is no use in denying, they just can't win

Oh, won't they bring my soul

And they see that there is troubled waters, they move, they cry
And they see this is no tomorrow and they decide
Lord, have mercy on my soul!

And they stand there and ask me these questions
What do I know?
And they see this is just no denying
They just can't go

Lord, have mercy on my soul!