He can't stand the fighting anymore
He goes to his room, he shuts the door
And somewhere a father and a mother talk about divorce again
She's been missing since last may
She would have turned 13 today
And somewhere a father and I say a prayer for his little girl
Where is God in all of this
Whe is my faith in all of this
Where are the answers, to help me live through this
Maybe I'm a doubting Thomas
Maybe I've a skeptic's heart
If I can't believe that everything can be Jesus-talked away
I know God is real
And I need Him more than I need any slogan
God be real to me, and heal this darkness in my faith
I may not understand, but there is God
I may feel alone, but I have God
Imay not believe, but through it all He's still my God
There is God in all of this
There is my faith in all of this
There are the answers to help me live through this
