Loving is fine if you have plenty of time

oh my God…what have I done?
What type of man have I become
am I still singing your song?
your words become a mirror
reflects who I am
without my own plans.

oh my God…lead me where to go
because my days have become long
and my future I don’t know
my path is dark
lend me light
for I am tired from this fight

oh my God…give me your eyes
so that I may see what I have done
and perhaps see my own lies
I blink and you’re gone
and I begin to question
what did I believe all along