One night
We spoke of God
In a cloud of high blue smoke
At the first midnight stroke
One night
We spoke of God
Atop a steep quiet hill
We pondered our free will
One night
We spoke of God
Under tarry blackened sky
We wondered why
Why, oh, Why, oh, Why?
There are people in our lives
Who cause us pain
From whom we cannot flee
There are people in this world
Who would bring us sweet love
We can never hope to meet
One night
We spoke of God
Asking questions very strange
Is it all pre-arranged?
One night
We spoke of God
Under tarry blackened sky
We wondered why
Why, oh, Why, oh, Why?
We spoke of God
Got high on God
Cried About God
Tried to find God
We spoke of God
Got whacked on God
Mad about God
Sad about God
We spoke of God
Got crazed on God
Estranged from God
Afraid of God