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 would 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.
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 another place,
where we wrestle face to face,
with the image of deity.
When 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 would show me.
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.
Chris Rice