Stop your crying LordnYou'll lose all your eyelashesnMy skies are somersaulting for younThe girls all look the same there down on Eden streetnMy child how'd I notice you?nnLord have you been looking down on me?nLord you see what's going onnNow lord is it too late to save my soulnnI'm sorry if I doubt younI thought I'd get by without younnJesus I'm like you an only son, only I'm not coming back when I'm done.nJesus out of three they say you're onenThat's alonely numbernnOn and on, light a light, broken match don't burn as birghtnIn a way you weigh your soul when you lay your head at nightnOn and on, light a light, when you die you'll burn alrightnIn a way you weigh your soul when you lay your head at nightnnLord I know you're there to hear menI feel I make you from withinnnOn and on, light a light, broken match don't burn as birghtnIn a way you weigh your soul when you lay your head at nightnOn and on, light a light, when you die you'll burn alrightnIn a way you weigh your soul when you lay your head