Truth About God Paroles

My eyes haven't seen Him

These hands never touched Him

I've never seen the wind

But I felt the breeze today

I don't know where it came from

And I don't know where it went

But this kite can't deny it's in the sky



Just like a lost man

Stumbling through the scorching sand
And everything he's found

Has left him further out than when he began



Bloody are his fingers

And sweat drips from his brow

He's got it in his mind

That, digging deeper, he will find

Satisfaction in the sand

dripping from his hands

But you don't hear me