Surrounded by a cover, like a shield for all of faith   Surrounded by this pine, and never-ending days   I'm living in a prison, but I dare to die outside   That keeps my will alive      And we're sending out a message   And we're sending out a prayer   And the voices asking every night   "Is there anybody there?"   Somebody knows... somebody knows!      When I pray, I can say   All my believing in just one word   When I pray then I may   Sending an unwritten postcard to God      And now you buy me roses, and some needless little things   You're singing me a song in a tune that no one sings   I'm longing for these memories, they keep me warm and safe   You throw 'em in my grave      And I'm sending you a message   And I'm sending you a prayer   All the echoes whisper in my ear   "Is there anybody there?"   Somebody knows... somebody knows!      When I pray, I can say   All my believing in just one way   When I pray then I may   Sending an unwritten postcard to God      When I pray, I can say   All my believing in just one way   When I pray then I may   Sending an unwritten postcard to God      (When I pray... when I pray   When I pray... when I pray)