Tree

Lord, here we are again
I'm out here all alone looking for a friend
Can you tell me why I feel the way I do
And Why I'm all messed up still chasing after you

I just don't get it
You said peace comes with grace I guess I missed it
They say you were a man of sorrow I guess I kind of get it
It's not about how I feel it's about following you

So I'll sit here and write a song or two
And think on why I could have been better for you
How could you want a wretched like me
With all the problems and all the sounds to see
And how could I sit out hear and enjoy the view
When I know every thing I see came straight from you
But I know that's why you gave me eyes to see
And it's crazy to think you were thinking of me
While you climbed on that tree

I know It's hard to grasp that kind of love
But I know you'll always see me as your child from above
And I know as long as I'm on this earth I'll sing you songs
Until I'm home

I'll sit here and write a song or two
And think on why I could have been better for you
How could you want a wretched like me
With all the problems and all the sounds to see
And how could I sit out hear and enjoy the view
When I know every thing I see came straight from you
I know that's why you gave me eyes to see
It's crazy to think you were thinking about little ole me
While you climbed on that tree

While you climbed that tree