Must have been mid-afternoon
I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out and
He walked with a purpose in his sneakers, down the street, he had
Many questions, like children often do, he said
Tell me all your thoughts on God
Tell me, am I very far?
Must have been late afternoon
On our way, the sun broke free of the clouds
We count only blue cars, skip the cracks in the street and ask
Many questions, like children often do, we said
Tell me all your thoughts on God, 'cause I'd really like to meet her
And ask her why we're who we are, oooh
Tell me all your thoughts on God, 'cause I am on my way to see her
So tell me, am I very far, am I very far now?
It's getting cold, picked up the pace
How our shoes make hard noises in this place
Our clothes are stained, we pass many cross eyed people and ask
Many questions, like children often do
Tell me all your thoughts on God, 'cause I'd really like to meet her
And ask her why we're who we are, oooh
Tell me all your thoughts on God, 'cause I am on my way to see her
So tell me, am I very far?
Am I very far now?
Am I very far now? (tell me all your)
Am I very far now? (thoughts on God)
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh (tell me all your thoughts on God)
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh (tell me all your thoughts on God)
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