Praying for Time - George Michael

[04:48.0]These are the days of the open hand
[04:48.0]They will not be the last
[04:48.0]Look around now
[04:48.0]These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
[04:48.0]This is the year of the hungry man
[04:48.0]Whose place is in the past
[04:48.0]Hand in hand with ignorance
[04:48.0]And legitimate excuses
[04:48.0]The rich declare themselves poor
[04:48.0]And most of us are not sure
[04:48.0]If we have too much
[04:48.0]But we'll take our chances
[04:48.0]'Cause God's stopped keeping score
[04:48.0]I guess somewhere along the way
[04:48.0]He must have let us all out to play
[04:48.0]Turned his back and all God's children
[04:48.0]Crept out the back door
[04:48.0]And it's hard to love, there's so much to hate
[04:48.0]Hanging on to hope
[04:48.0]When there is no hope to speak of
[04:48.0]And the wounded skies above say it's much much too late
[04:48.0]Well maybe we should all be praying for time
[04:48.0]These are the days of the empty hand
[04:48.0]Oh, you hold on to what you can
[04:48.0]And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
[04:48.0]This is the year of the guilty man
[04:48.0]Your television takes a stand
[04:48.0]And you find that what was over there is over here
[04:48.0]So you scream from behind your door
[04:48.0]Say, "What's mine is mine and not yours"
[04:48.0]I may have too much but I'll take my chances
[04:48.0]'Cause God's stopped keeping score
[04:48.0]And you cling to the things they sold you
[04:48.0]Did you cover your eyes when they told you
[04:48.0]That he can't come back
[04:48.0]'Cause he has no children to come back for
[04:48.0]It's hard to love, there's so much to hate
[04:48.0]Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
[04:48.0]And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
[04:48.0]So maybe we should all be praying for time