Sinner's Prayer - Slaid Cleaves

Sinner’s Prayer

Slaid Cleaves & Rod Picott

I’m not living like I should

I want to be a better man

A sinner’s prayer upon my lips

A broken promise in my hand

I know that there will come a day

A heavy price I’ll have to pay

I keep pretending to be good

But I’m not living like I should

I’m not living like I should

I’ve let the mystery slip away

The night goes by in dreamless sleep

I’m chasing foolish things all day

I walk this town just like a ghost

I don’t know what I miss the most

I’d believe in something if I could

I’m not living like I should

When people see me on the street

They think they see an honest man

They don’t know what lies beneath

But some of them would understand

They know the soul and what it hides

You sometimes see it in their eyes

A guilty man where a child once stood

I’m not living like I should

I’m not living like I should

The wolves howl, the robin sings

The world keeps spinning round and round

I wait for mercy’s angel wings

Another day another year

Death keeps whispering in my ear

I say a prayer I knock on wood

I’m not living like I should

I’m not living like I should

I want to be a better man

A sinner’s prayer upon my lips

A broken promise in my hands

A squandered gift, a wasted day

Time chases life away

I just wanted to be good

But I’m not living like I should