God loves a lullaby in a mother's tears in the dead of night
Better than a Hallelujah sometimes
God loves a drunkard's cry,
the soldier's plea not to let him die
Better than a Hallelujah sometimes
We pour out our miseries
God just hears a melody
Beautiful the mess we are
the honest cries, of breaking hearts
Are better than a Hallelujah
A woman holding on for life, a dying man giving up the fight
Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes
Tears of shame for what's been done
The silence when the words won't come
Are better than a Hallelujah sometimes
We pour out our miseries, God just hears a melody.
Beautiful the mess we are,
the honest cries, of breaking hearts
Are better than a Hallelujah
Better than a church bell ringing
Better than a choir singing out,
Singing out
We pour out our miseries
God just hears a melody
Beautiful the mess we are
the honest cries, of breaking hearts
Are better than a Hallelujah |