A City Called Heaven

A City Called Heaven - Mahalia Jackson (瑪哈利亞-傑克森)

I am a poor pilgrim of sorrow

And I'm left in this whole wide world

I'm left in this world alone

I have no hope for tomorrow lord

But I'm trying to make heaven

Lord my home my home

Well sometimes I am gonna fall lord

And I'm driven sometimes I'm I'm your child

I don't know which way

I can run yes I can run

But I've heard of a city called heaven

And I'm striving to make heaven lord my home