Wasted Sundays
By: The Resignators
Duration
2:16
Description
Ever been to church and wondered why?
Lyrics
You were only little When you were made to go To that building on the hill With the old man in strange clothes He spoke about a man Who died for your sins Rose again in three days And then he disappeared So where is your God? Where has she gone? All you do is pray But you never belong Shout to the sky But nobody hears So many wasted Sundays… so many years As you grew older You’d question why you’d go To that building every Sunday With that old man in strange clothes Told to have faith All would be revealed How can you believe? How do you really feel? Ideas from books are thrown Ideologies passed around But no evidence or truth Can ever be found So where is your God? Where has she gone? All you do is pray But you never belong Shout to the sky But nobody hears So many wasted Sundays over so many years So where is your God? Where has she gone? All you do is pray But you never belong Shout to the sky But nobody hears So many wasted Sundays… so many years
