None of us knows, and this makes it a mystery,
If life is a comedy, then why all the tragedy?
Three-and-a-half pounds of brain try to figure out what this world is all about, and is there an eternity?
Is there an eternity?
God, if you're there I wish you'd show me
And, God, if you care, then I need you to know me
I hope you don't mind me asking the questions, but I figure you're big enough,
I figure you're big enough.
Lying on pillows, we're haunted and half-awake,
Does anyone hear us pray, "If I die before I wake"?
Then the morning comes and the mirror's the other place where we wrestle face to face with the image of deity, the image of deity.
God, if you're there I wish you'd show me,
And, God, if you care, then I need you to know me,
I hope you don't mind me asking the questions, but I figure you're big enough,
I figure you're big enough.
And I imagine the size of the universe, and I wonder what's out past the edges
Then I discover, inside me, a space as big, and believe that I'm meant to be filled up with more than just questions.
So, God, if you're there I wish you'd show me
And, God, if you care, then I need you to know me
I hope you don't mind me asking the questions, but I figure you're big enough,
I figure you're big enough, 'cause I am not big enough.
