Everybody’s talking about a master plan… But I don’t understand… I feel I’m improvising…
Everybody’s talking about a spiritual path… But I don’t have that map… Maybe I lost it…
in the mundane cycle…Day by Day I look around to find my way back…

The other day I met a man who let Jesus in his life… Thought he was a sinner and he cried…
Might be me but I just can’t believe… This is what God had in mind… A crowd of people on her knees can’t be a good sign…

People tend to believe that God is coming back… But that’s when I disagree… I think he never left… He missed the last train out of town… Probably chose to stick around and do some sightseeing…

I saw God the other day in a park bench across the street… He didn’t say hello to me… He’s probably sleeping… I walked away and turned back when I reached that first stop sign… He left a forwarding address… How kind…

People tend to believe that God is coming back… But that’s when I disagree… I think he never left… He bought a house down in the Keys… Retired just a week ago… I hope he’s happy….

© 1999 Guthier Publishing
Music and Lyrics by Marce