There's a hole in my hand again
Full of whistling wind
Where your finger fits like a ring
There the north wind once sang
There may be heaven
What is it worth
If there is no hell like the hell on this earth
There's a pretty thing on your arm
Ain't got nothing but time
Where the lights all go pale and green
I'll be lost in the life
There may be heaven
What is it worth
If there is no hell like the hell on this earth
I don't want nobody else
I'm thinking I'll sit by myself for awhile
With no other to keep me alone
There I stare
What I share is my own
I'll always stay
I'll wait till heaven to pay
There's a hole in my hand again
Full of whistling wind
Where your finger fits like a ring
There the north wind once sang
There may be heaven
What is it worth
If there is no hell like the hell on this earth
There is no hell
There is no hell like the hell on this earth