There’s nothing deeper than the ocean Except the love you have for me But nothing’s calming my emotions Must still be something I don’t see
Lord, I need you in the morning Like I need you in the night You see to my forming Restore my sight
I can’t help feeling this emotion No longer slave nor am I free They brought the church across the ocean And in your name they conquered me
I wanna see you in their faces Like I see you in mine You see to my forming Restore my sight
Lord you are life’s great composer I am the song that you sing Whatever will be, draw me closer Draw me close to you
Draw me close to you
Deeper than anything I could envision I know you more than aborigine and silly superstition What’s brewing in Hell’s kitchen is wicked and hella vicious They saying you not real based on all our living conditions I tell ’em I’m living proof, they tell me that something’s missing They saying you don’t exist I swear I try not to listen But your presence not as felt as it used to be Done wit modern day church and all it’s usery All it’s Tom foolery hatred and lack of unity Something’s got to give and I know that it’s got to be me Indeed the savior lives and told me that I’m the key To my own liberation please show me how to be free