Songtexte Hope He's Real - Max Charles

I don't fear death, there is a heaven
There has to be, there has to
And it will be so beautiful, so beautiful

I don't need proof, I'll never accept that
We're all just sacks of meat and bones
Walking around with no, with no
With no purpose, meat and bones

I don't miss her, she will be waiting
Feeding the birds, they will be waiting
Patience is a virtue, feeding the birds

If he's not real, who've I been praying to
Only a lunatic would kneel and talk to themselves
Every night of their lives, of their lives

My God is love, that might sound crazy
But you just don't get it, he's taught me
How to love like I'd never before, never before

I love my God, I hope he's real
I hope he's real, I hope he's real