If you look up
Is it there?
All I see is air
Why do I raise
my arms up
hoping that God
hears my prayer
Is it some kind
of wicked game
we play ?
I never dreamed
I would meet
someone like you
What a deception
fast of feet
What a reception
so incomplete
I raise my
empty hands up
asking God
"Where is my love ?"
Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 1:43 AM UTC
If you look up
Is it there?
All I see is air
Why do I raise
my arms up
hoping that God
hears my prayer
Is it some kind
of wicked game
we play ?
I never dreamed
I would meet
someone like you
What a deception
fast of feet
What a reception
so incomplete
I raise my
empty hands up
asking God
"Where is my love ?"
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