Lyrics Poor Old Lu

Poor Old Lu

Hope For Always

when 'all is mine' is over

would You have the time, my friend

to push me up and over

hold me till the glory end, and

when my pain is sober

would You have the mind to send

hope for always ever

hold me - this wicked man and

me, with pain and all

might take the fall

yet grow so tall

and creeping like a wonder

is the fear that drives me mad

"that all is going under,

all is always ever sad" and

throwing winter summer

and breezing me to my greed

but give me hope for always

'all' is falling on my knees and

You, with love and truth

will make us new

and will hold us thru

the sins of the world wouldn't hold You

though it seems each day i try

please, bless me with hope for always

that i might live, might die and

me, with pain and all

might take the fall

yet grow so tall

You, with love and truth

will make us new

and will hold us thru