Sister Buddha takes the all night bus
Sister Buddha looking for the thing that makes her buzz
Sister Buddha wakes up far from home and all she knows
There's an itch that she's dying to scratch
Her face, her clothes, her skin

Step across the lonely threshold of your selfish mind
And embrace the loving goodness of your human kind
And if God won't show her face, fall upon your inner soul's embrace
And I'll send you all the love that I can find

Sister Buddha checking out the scene
Sister Buddha works the catwalk, serves the coffee bean
Sister Buddha ran the streets with all the usual boys
But there has to be more than the thrills that fills the circus ring

Step across the lonely threshold of your selfish mind
And embrace the wayward goodness of your human kind
And if God won't show her face
Fall upon your lonely soul's embrace
And I'll send you all the prayers that I can find
And if God won't show her face
Fall upon your loving soul's embrace
And I'll send you all the love that I can find

Copyright: Spirit Music Group
Writer(s): Christopher Thomas Geddes, Richard William Colburn, Robert Michael Kildea, Sarah Ann Martin, Stephen Thomas Jackson, Stuart Lee Murdoch