They believe I’m God
They’re in my grasp
I attempt to let them know
I’m only a man

When I resulted in these present circumstances put
I had a fantasy
To bring them peace
It was only a fantasy

At the point when group run in
They call my name
Maybe I needed
My share of popularity

Goodness hear me Father
Show me to love
Help me be the man

They’re considering
More than thirty years
I’ve strolled the land
God just knows
I require a hand

Around evening time my pad
Is wet with tears
I require some adoration
To quiet my feelings of trepidation

Father look down
Here I am
Would I be able to love a lady
Let’s assume I can.

Send me a message
Convey her to me
Can a lady set me free