Il testo della O god where are you now (in pickerel lake? pigeon? marquette? mackinaw?)

O god, hold me now.
O lord, hold me now.
There's no other man who could raise the dead.
So do what you can to annoint my head.
O god, where are you now?
O lord, say somehow.

Da da da, da da da.

O god, hold me now.
O god touch me now.
There's no other man who could save the day.
There's no other god who could raise the dead.