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John 3: 16

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

I’m a stranger in this city,
Thought the streets were paved with gold,
At least that’s what I heard,
That’s just what I thought.

I find there’s nothing magic,
The pavements nothing grand,
They’re the same as any other,
Across all of this land.

I don’t know why I came here,
I thought I’d have it made,
And now my heart has got a fear,
That from here I will fade.

If only I could settle down,
And do the things I want,
Then I’d be happy have no frown,
And settle down in one.

Why do we think London,
Has every thing in store,
And when we get here then we find,
There isn’t any more.

All we see is hate and fights,
And it should never be,
You go around and see the sights,
There’s no more you can see.

But take another look,
Of men asleep in boxes,
With bottles by their sides,
Of spirits so obnoxious.

That’s the London no one sees,
Where no one wants to know,
I know what it has done to me,
I’ve had enough I’m going home.