Prayer God, our merciful father Im wrapped in a robe of light Clothed in your glory That spreads its wings over my soul May I be worthy Amen Theres not a morning I begin without A thousand questions running through my mind That I dont try to find the reason And the logic in the world that God designed The reason why A bird was given wings If not to fly And praise the sky With evry song it sings Whats right or wrong Where I belong Within the scheme of things And why have eyes that see and arms that reach Unless youre meant to know theres something more? If not to hunger for the meaning of it all Then tell me what a soul is for? Why have the wings unless youre meant to fly? And tell me please, why have a mind If not to question why? And tell me where Where is it written what it is Im meant to be That I cant dare To have the chance to pick the fruit of evry tree Or have my share Of evry sweetimagined possibility? Just tell me where, tell me where? If I were only meant to tend the nest Then why does my imagination sail Across the mountains and the seas Beyond the makebelieve of evry fairy tale? Why have the thirst if not to drink the wine? And what a waste To have a taste Of things that cant be mine? And tell me where Where is it written what it is Im meant to be That I cant dare To find the meanings in the mornings that I see Or have my share Of evry sweetimagined possibility? Just tell me where Where is it written? Tell me where Or if its written anywhere?
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