God-Shaped Hole

All around the world people are trying

Deserted souls cry to be filled

Spirits left undone their hearts are hollow

I can see in their eyes hollow lives

And every heart and every soul

And everybody's got a God-shaped hole

You may have tried to fill that hole inside

With an empty hand you reached in vain

Substitutes don't work, bandages only hurt

The only thing that heals is the hand of God

Nobody's meant to be left all alone

Our lives are much too short

To have an empty soul