Lyrics:

He put flowers on the hills
Your cup, He gladly fills
How can you turn around and say
God is dead
But when your stories have all been told
There's one plan I like to know
If God is dead whose this living in my soul
He gives us shelter from life stormy weather
Gives us love to keep us together
When life is like a ship on raging sea
And the stage of love grows cold
somebody helps us, play a role
If God is dead, whose this living in my soul
If my soul had windows, I'd live them open so
the world could see
The ugly scares opon those hands,
That bled for you and me
There's a bridge you can cross if you will
The toll was paid on golgotha's hill
If God is dead whose this living in my soul
If God is dead whose this living in my soul
End