God loves a lullaby in a mother’s tears in the dead of night
Better than a hallelujah sometimes
God loves a drunkard’s cry, the soldier’s plea not to let him die
Better than a hallelujah sometimes
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We pour out our miseries, God just hears a melody
Beautiful the mess we are, the honest cries, a breaking heart
are better than a hallelujah
A woman holding on for life, a dying man giving up the fight
are better than a halleljuah sometimes
Tears of shame for what’s been done
The silence when the words won’t come
are better than a halleljuah sometimes
(Chorus)
Better than a church bell ringing
Better than a choir singing out, singing out
(Chorus)
