I Hear Footsteps By Tyrone Woodward

I hear footsteps coming closer
I hear footsteps coming closer
Can it be my mind, doing it one more time?
It is my baby, or my sister Sadie?
Is it you Lord?
Coming closer
You see lately
I can't sleep at night
Just me and my needle
With my belt tied tight
And I hear footsteps
Coming closer I hear
My face filled with sweat
As I suck in my need
As I try not to think
Of the death and decide
That has brought me this thing
That keeps me alive
As I float on a cloud
In the heavenly sky
And I hear footsteps
Coming closer
I hear footsteps
Coming closer
Is it you Lord?
Coming closer
Is it my brother Fred?
That they shot in the head
Is it the man in the paper?
Pulling another caper
Is it a warning?
Coming early this morning
It is you Lord?
Coming closer
I hear footsteps
Coming closer
I hear footsteps
Coming closer
Coming closer
Coming closer
Coming closer