So many different religions
and so many different churches
and if god really loves me
then why does life keep hurting me?
have you ever asked any of these questions?
well my friend i've got the answer just listen
You have the power
to make the seasons change
the river flows for you
the wind whispers your name
for me you left your throne
and traded crown for thorns instead
i'm safe within not by your skin
but because your blood was red
Some say you're black, you're white
they question if you're real
we treat you like we treat ourselves
i wonder how you feel
to see your children fight in spite
of the tears for us you've shed
doesn't matter what color you are
as long as your blood was red
For it's strong enough to wash away my sins
and it's pure enough to cleanse me deep within
and it's real enough to find me when i'm lost
great enough to die upon the cross
it doesn't matter what color you are
as long as your blood was red
We may be different but
the god we serve's the same
yet every sunday we separate
and bring the father pain
your name is higher than any other
yet you took my place instead
and now my sins are washed away
because your blood was red
For it's strong enough to wash away my sins
and it's pure enough to cleanse me deep within
and it's real enough to find me when i'm lost
great enough to die upon the cross
it doesn't matter what color you are
as long as your blood was red
Oh precious is the flow
that makes me white as snow
no other fount i know
doesn't matter what color you are
as long as your blood was red
doesn't matter what color you are
as you are as long as your blood was red
doesn't matter what color i am
as long as my blood was red