Dear God - High Fidelity

The rest of the week I do as I please

Then come Sunday morning, I pray on my knees

Dear God

I know I’m not worthy

But I need you so

Please, won’t you hurry

And help me turn back

From the path I had tried

Forgive me, I’m sorry

Dear God

Each day we’re readin' in the paper

Of the carryin' dawn of some of our neighbors

We’re sinnin', and lyin', and livin' in hate

Then we have the nerve to ask, «Is it too late?»

Dear God

I know I’m not worthy

But I need you so

Please, won’t you hurry

And help me turn back

From the path I had tried

Forgive me, I’m sorry

Dear God