Volcano
I watch a volcano
It rumbles as if it were mad
When the lava comes out
It looks like it is wearing a red dress
So I ask God to calm the volcano down
So the volcano opens the top
To listen with its ears
Because it wants to hear God talk.
I watch a volcano
It rumbles as if it were mad
When the lava comes out
It looks like it is wearing a red dress
So I ask God to calm the volcano down
So the volcano opens the top
To listen with its ears
Because it wants to hear God talk.