Oh the sky so blue!
Why? I don't know a clue.
Why do I bother?
I wish I have the answer.
Why the sand slip,
In my hand when I grip?
Why do I inquire?
I wish I have the answer.
Why is there?
And why so queer?
I wish I know
I wish I have the answer.
And why so queer?
I wish I know
I wish I have the answer.
Can God see
The queries in me?
Why, does it matter?
I wish I have the answer.
The queries in me?
Why, does it matter?
I wish I have the answer.
But He has all the answer!
Why, my mind blow....
I don’t know
I wish I have the answer.
Why? I ask
Because He says,
"I am who I am"
I now have the answer.
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