With the profits of my sweat, i will build you up a house
As tiny as a church, where my GOD can spent a night.
He is at everyplace of my mind, but my blinded heart
A teen girl for an enourmous GOD
I promise my lord to give my 3 precious presents:
My thoughts, my nerves and my naiveness
Work lady work
Because your GOD wont move a finger for you!
He got better things to do, that attending your calling!
You know he proved you this, with the expected and the always postponed coming!
How long you will wait?