Looking for God on Speed Street

A thousand people in the square today
Pushing by - never come face to face
There might as well be no-one here at all
And I’m so lonely I could cry myself to sleep
I’m hungry for some kind of sign from You
Any excuse for something to say
I’m trembling now there’s nothing I can do
I’m scared in case I scare you away
I wouldn’t ask you for anything
I wouldn’t play no silly games
We don’t need to be lovers
But we could talk just the same

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