Alma Aflita

Lord,
Today I came to talk to you
I don't know what's wrong with me
To be so empty like this.

Lord,
My eyes are wet
My smile so quiet
I got lost within myself.

Lord,
My soul is so sad
It thinks you left
And left it in solitude.
Lord,
My being is suffering
Come quickly, come running
To cheer up my heart.
To cheer up my heart. (Final)

Lord,
There are moments, it's true
That we feel like
Leaving everything and running away
And many are dying in this life
Without hope and without shelter
But I trust in you.