Lyrics

Heavenly father above people talk about tomorrow
Like it's a walk around a corner the world on my back
Homeless people pushing basket father I'm down on my knees

Praying Tomorrow it could be me Police pursuit The Devil on the lose
War in the Middle East Innocent lives lost
Jesus Christ you paid the price on the cross

Police lines and Picket signs Father I'm, going to lose my mind
Innocent lives taken away Call on Jesus Christ holy name
Doctor Martin Luther king had a dream let freedom ring

Don't let money Corrupt your minds Suicide on the rise
Oh Lord let peace Heal our souls and minds don't plan your tomorrow
Let the heavenly Father above Wake up with love and grace,

People watch what you say cursing words can be heard far away
Father you look down from your mighty throne
Why can't we just, get along? People cherish money and luxury homes,

Is there any hope for tomorrow? No one knows the day or time
Jesus Christ could come along Father some people have faith
For tomorrow Father I thank you for your love and grace