Who is knocking?
Who is knocking at my door?
Who is knocking at my door?
Who is crying?
Who is crying at my door?
Can it be I've heard this cry before?
For God so loved the world
For God so loved the world
For God so loved the world
That here we lie in the beds we've made
Of our own free will
That here we lie in the beds we've made
Of our own free will
So much sorrow
So much we must answer for
So much sorrow knocking at my door
Hear them asking
Hear them asking me to come
Are they asking that thy will be done
In my own little world there is freedom
In my own little world there is hope
In my own little world there is
Reason to keep on trying
How can I go?
How can I go?
How can I go?
How can I go out?