I felt the stinging in my feet, as the heat rose through the sand,
Wiped my sweat-drenched brow and shook my weary head,
On my way to town, I passed a sign that read...
Despair; I've heard of Hell on Earth, but never thought I'd wind up there,
I gazed out on the sea of souls native to the land, and wondered if they were being punished for all the sins of man.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day.
As I journeyed on through the town, I passed right by a house,
A woman sat there staring, a babe held to her breast,
I asked her if she cursed God for making life that way.
Despair; though I pray and pray, I may not go to Heaven for what I'm about to say...
I thought that only good things came to those that pray, but when the Lord made this place, he let the devil have his day.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day.
Leaving all they know, taking only what they need,
The fathers and mothers clutching sons and daughters to risk life for a dream, yeah,
Leaving in a boat, setting sail for the promised land, yeah,
Across a sea called "Salvation," for whatever God had planned.
We're heading for Heaven, (oh)
We're heading for Heaven, (here we are, here we are, singing)
We're heading for Heaven, (you wanna hear some more, come on, come on now)
We're heading for Heaven.
I'm no theologian; I only know what I've been told,
If I wait 'til I'm a wise man, I'll be far too old,
So, for all the evils of this world, God is not to blame,
It's all of mankind; we need to share the shame,
I said, we must share the shame,
Wise men tell me, "Where do I fit in? - help me to see, help set me free,"
Boy, just fold your hands, bend your knees, and pray.
Despair; I'd heard of Hell on Earth, but never thought I'd wind up there,
Before I close my eyes at night, when I lay down for my rest, I look up to the heavens, and I ask for all of God's best.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day,
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day.
Wiped my sweat-drenched brow and shook my weary head,
On my way to town, I passed a sign that read...
Despair; I've heard of Hell on Earth, but never thought I'd wind up there,
I gazed out on the sea of souls native to the land, and wondered if they were being punished for all the sins of man.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day.
As I journeyed on through the town, I passed right by a house,
A woman sat there staring, a babe held to her breast,
I asked her if she cursed God for making life that way.
Despair; though I pray and pray, I may not go to Heaven for what I'm about to say...
I thought that only good things came to those that pray, but when the Lord made this place, he let the devil have his day.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day.
Leaving all they know, taking only what they need,
The fathers and mothers clutching sons and daughters to risk life for a dream, yeah,
Leaving in a boat, setting sail for the promised land, yeah,
Across a sea called "Salvation," for whatever God had planned.
We're heading for Heaven, (oh)
We're heading for Heaven, (here we are, here we are, singing)
We're heading for Heaven, (you wanna hear some more, come on, come on now)
We're heading for Heaven.
I'm no theologian; I only know what I've been told,
If I wait 'til I'm a wise man, I'll be far too old,
So, for all the evils of this world, God is not to blame,
It's all of mankind; we need to share the shame,
I said, we must share the shame,
Wise men tell me, "Where do I fit in? - help me to see, help set me free,"
Boy, just fold your hands, bend your knees, and pray.
Despair; I'd heard of Hell on Earth, but never thought I'd wind up there,
Before I close my eyes at night, when I lay down for my rest, I look up to the heavens, and I ask for all of God's best.
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day,
Lord, this world needs a saviour: salvation's price is too high for them to pay,
Lord, come back, come back now to stay - we'll never make it to judgement day.