PRAYING FOR TIME (1990) - GEORGE MICHAEL

Doo-doo-doo-doo, oh-oh
Do you think we have time?
Do you think we have time?
These are the days of the open hand
They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses
The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much, but we're taking our chances, say
I sang in 20 years and a day, but nothing changed
The human race found some other God
And walked into the flame
It's hard to love, there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too much too late
Then maybe we should all be praying for time
Doo-doo-doo-doo, oh-oh
Do you think we have time?
Do you, do you think we have time?
These are the days of the empty hand
Oh, you hold on to what you can
And charity, charity is a coat you wear twice a year
This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here
So you scream from behind your door
Say,