Oh, my God, is this real?
Is this how Your love is supposed to feel?
All our plans all for naught
When we say Your hand is on every one
I do
So I stray from the light
Cause Your plans never look a thing like mine
Are we damned, every one?
Will Your hand ever come to take me home?
To you
Oohoohooh, oohoohooh
Oohoohooh, oohoohooh
Oohoohooh, oohoohooh
Oohoohooh, oohoohooh
Ohohoh, ohohoh
Ohohoh, ohohoh
Ohohoh, ohohoh
Ohohoh, ohohohohoh!
Perfect plan, can it be?
I am tired of fighting to be free