Well, I heard you sigh.

I heard you groan.

Passed you by on the telephone.

Your neck was bent.

And you that stare.

Like life is done, and you’re going nowhere.

Well, I heard your plans.

When you were young .

Your smile was sharp, and your words were sung.

Don’t get mad.

It’s nothing new.

It happened to me. It can happen to you.

Well, it’s nothing new.

Now under the sun.

You had that fight, but you never won.

Well, you ever wonder?

How once in a while?

The best of plans that can make God smile?