Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa

You might think that I'm a washed up tool
And that I'm praying to the sky
But son, I'll tell ya that Jesus ain't a fool
And one day you are gonna die

Why don't you just let Him in your heart?
Can't you see that you're in sin?
Son, I'm praying you see light in the dark
He just wants to be your friend

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa

You might say that I'm a crazy christian
You might say that I'm alone
But son, I'm praying that you'll feel conviction
And turn to flesh that heart of stone

Why don't you just let Him in your heart?
Can't you see that you're in sin?
Son, I'm praying you see light in the dark
He just wants to be your friend

Why don't you just let Him in you heart?
He took 'em nails for me and you
It ain't too late, boy, I've been praying hard
That you will come too