Lyrics

I’m not religious anymore, well,
Not as my mom would understand
But when I’m tired and winter worn
a crocus pokes its purple through the snow
And stuns me with its heart of gold
I need a song. I need a song

Halleluja

I have more questions than beliefs
I trust no-one who claims to know
But come summer in the auburn light
A brown back river rides a boulder like a bronc
And swings me in its power dance
I need a song. I need a song!

Halleluja

I have more sorrow than regrets
The world is harsh I do my best
but come the Fall
the forest glows
In phosphorescent reds that fill my eyes
And show my heart its true colours
I need a song. I need a song!

Halleluja