Must have been, mid-afternoon,
I could tell, by how far, the child's shadow stretched out
And He, walked with a purpose, In his sneakers, down the street
He had many questions, Like children often do
He said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God"
"Tell me am I very far?"
Verse 2
Must have been, late afternoon,
On our way, The sun broke free of the clouds
We count only blue cars, skip the cracks, in the street
And ask Many questions, Like children often do
Chorus 2
We said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God
'Cuz I'd really like to meet her, and ask her why we're who we are"
"Tell me all your thoughts on God, cause I'm on my way to see her
So tell me am I very, far, am I very far now ?"
Solo
It's getting cold, picked up the pace
How our shoes, make hard noises in this place
Our clothes are stained, we pass many cross-eyed people
and ask many questions, like children often do
Repeat Chorus