Where Could I Go

There's no deals to be made with the dawn Now I fear that our time has come and gone They say "Freedom is just a place to hide" Now I'm, I'm coming to You with my arms, my arms, my arms open wide Oh, won't you tell me where could I go to the Lord? Now take a prayer with you to heaven for me Oh, and give it to the Lord Give it to the Lord 'Cause nothing else could save a sinner, sinner like me Oh, but an Angel's, Angel's, Angel's, Angel's word And just an Angel's word Now, oh now, what is, what is too true, what is hard is much too true Oh and what's true oh, is much too too hard And now where, where could I go but to the Lord? Mama was hard on us but we could take it And papa didn't give a damn and couldn't fake it And they say, "Freedom, oh, freedom is just an other place to hide" Now I'm coming to You with my arms open wide And tell me where could I go, oh, to the Lord