Hallelujah

I am a preacher with a message for my people
Over the world, scratching on the ground
Looking for the peace that nobody has found

I am a spokesman for a better way of living
Love is the word and it can be heard
If you are young the message can be sung

Let me hear you sing, Hallelujah

Oh tell it to the man who's power is the sermon on the wall
Tell it to the man who says you can misjudge them all
Tell it 'till it can be heard above the wailing of the crowd
Tell it on the field of war and hope you'll soon be justified

There is a better way of life and it's not so hard to find
If you live and let the people in your world speak its mind

I am the pupil who sells his life for freedom
All over the world and it can be heard
If you are young the message can be sung

Hallelujah

April is a cruel time
Even though the sun may shine
And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away
Still falls the April rain
And the valley's filled with pain
And you can't tell me quite why
As i look up to the grey sky
Where it should be blue
Grey sky where I should see you
Ask why, why it should be so
I'll cry, say that I don't know

Maybe once in a while I'll forget and I'll smile
But then the feeling comes again of an April without end
Of an April lonely as they come
In the dark of my mind I can see all too fine
But there is nothing to be done when I just can't feel the sun
And the springtime's the season of the night

Grey sky where it should be blue
Grey sky where I should see you
Ask why, why it should be so
I'll cry, say that I don't know
I don't know