I tried to do all that I can,
But the churches have run out of candles.
I tried to give you all I own,
But the bankers have run out of loaners. 
It’s always just that little bit more
That doesn’t get you what you’re looking for.

I tried to block the cabin door,
But the churches have run out of candles.
I tried to lend a helping hand,
But the rooms have all run out of pamphlets.
I tried to cook it up and turn.
The kitchen has run out of canned bits
It’s always just that little bit more,
That doesn’t get you what you’re looking for.

I tried a begging on the cabin floor,
But the churches have run out of candles.
Then one day in the cathedral, I finally lit you a candle,
And all along the vaulted halls
The virgins did smile from their mantles.
It’s always just that little bit more
That doesn’t get you what you’re looking for,
But gets you where you need to go.
But the churches have run out of candles!