When i start to worry when i do everything wrong When i weep a little cry because i haven't heard from you For long I am doing what i ought to fighting to belong Slower than the rest but never out of line the cause will Make me strong The many aces you've got up your sleeve All too much for me to handle And to me it seems like make believe And glory hallelujah when you walk the night Hope and faith and sometimes superstition leads me on Through all kinds of weather hope that you will think of Me when i am gone Often come to stop myself when i have just begun I was born in scandinavia but i am powered by the sun I had a feeling you would turn to me Hoping that i'd understand you From what i know and from what i see I'm thinking as i walk into the light The many aces you've got up your sleeve All too much for me to handle And to me it seems like make believe And glory hallelujah when you walk the night