Hey If…
Nobody else here, baby.
No one here to blame.
No one to point the finger,
It's just you and me,
And the rain.
Nobody made you do it.
No one put words in your mouth.
Nobody here taking orders,
When love took a train heading south.
It's the blind
Leading the blond.
It's the stuff,
It's the stuff of country songs.
Hey if God will send His angels,
And if God will send a sign;
And if God will send His angels,
Would everything be alright?
God's got his phone off the hook, babe.
Would He even pick up if He could?
It's been awhile since we saw that child
Hanging 'round this neighborhood.
You see his mother dealing in a doorway.
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl.
Jesus sister's eyes are a blister,
The High Street never looked so low.
It's the blind leading the blond.
Its the cops, collecting for the cons.
So where is the hope, and where is the faith,
And the the love...?
What's that you say to me?
Does love...
Light up your Christmas tree?
The next-
Minute-
You're blowing a fuse
And the cartoon network
Turns into the news.
If God will send His angels,
And if God will send a sign,
Well if God will send His Angels,
Where do we go?
[Where do we go?]
Jesus never let me down.
You know Jesus used to show me the score.
Then they put Jesus in show business.
Now it's hard to get in the door. [Angel]
It's the stuff,
It's the stuff of country songs.
But I guess,
It's something to go on.
Hey if GOD will send His angels,
Sure could use them here right now.
Well if God will send his angels...
...and I don't have to know how.
...and I don't need to know why.
...and I don't want to promise.
...and I don't want to lie.
...just when I need to...
...tonight.
[Soulless, soul down
By your door]
--U2