What Are We Doing Here? Songtext
von Ray Boltz

What Are We Doing Here? Words by Ray Boltz, Music by Steve Millikan and Ray Boltz
Last days, big city
What a place to live
High rise accommodations
Are so executive
Real life, just around the corner
Take a walk aroung the block
Pass by a family in the alley
Sleeping in a paper box
CHORUS: What are we doing here? Do we spend our time
Waiting on heaven? What are we doing here? Should we pack our bags
The moment we′re forgiven? Oh, there's a world
That needs to know
Jesus loves them so
His commission seems quite clear
What are we doing here? They say we are pilgrims
Just passing through
Strangers in a strange land
That′s me and you
One day we'll be up in glory


Walking on streets of gold
But right now my feet
Are on the pavement
And I just want to know
CHORUSI see a starving brother
In a foreign land
I see a homeless child
Reaching out his hand
I see a world so angry
I can feel the rage
I see a city dying
Filled with crack cocaine
I hear the lions roar
The tires squeal
A generation saying what is real
If we know the truth
If we know the way
There ought to be something
We can do or say
We need to make a stand
Take a walk
Win this city, Do it block by block
Stand up tall
And preach it without fear
If we won't do it
Then what are we doing here? 1992 Word Music (a div. of Word, Inc.), Shepherd Boy Music (adm. by Word, Inc.) and Weedom