Praying For Time lyrics

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These are the days of the open handThey will not be the lastLook around nowThese are the days of the beggarsAnd the choosersThis is the year of the hungry manWhose place is in the pastHand in hand with ignoranceAnd legitimate excusesThe rich declare themselves poorAnd most of us are not sureIf we have too muchBut we'll take our chancesBecause God stopped keeping scoreI guess somewhere along the wayHe must have let us all out to playTurned his back and all god's childrenCrept out the back doorChorusAnd it's hard to love,There's so much to hateHanging on to hopeWhen there is no hope to speak
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ofAnd the wounded skies aboveSay it's much too lateWell maybe we should all bePraying for timeThese are the days of the empty handOh you hold on to what you canAnd charity is a coat you wearTwice a yearThis is the year of the guilty manYour television takes a standAnd you find that what was over thereIs over hereSo you scream from behind your doorSay what's mine is mine and not yoursI may have too muchBut I'll take my chancesBecause God stopped keeping scoreAnd you cling to the thingsThey sold youDid you cover your eyes whenThey told youThat he can't come backBecause he has no childrenTo come back forChorus

Writer(s): George Michael
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