A Prayer For The Unborn - Gary Numan

So, I prayed

But you weren't listening.

Making miracles?

So, I begged

But you were far away.

Saving souls perhaps?

So, I screamed

But she was very small

And you have worlds to mend

So, she died

And you were glorious

But you were somewhere else

If you are my shepherd

Then I'm lost and no-one can find me

If you are my saviour

Then I'm dead and no-one can help me

If you are my glory

Then I'm sick and no-one can cure me

If you light my darkness

Then I'm blind and no-one can see me

If you are my father

Then love lies abandoned and bleeding

If you are my comfort

Then nightmares are real and deceiving

If you are my answer

Then I must have asked the wrong question

I'd spit on your heaven

If I could find one to believe in