Tempo de Deus

Sometimes it seems so far away
I say: Hello, but no one answers
I enter my room, and close the door
But it seems like the sky is made of bronze

I say: God, what happened?
What happened?
But your silence is to make me grow

And understand that God has his time
His way, his kingdom
And I am just a servant of his time
His way, his kingdom
Amen, amen, amen

His time (amen)
His way (amen)
His kingdom (amen)