God help this simple man I'd like to believe and understand But faith slips like water from weary hands Which pray and get no reply
All I can be is me Imperfect confused and incomplete Unwilling to lay down accept defeat Fighting the world till I die
In the race but I have no place to run Looking for the light When the black of night has come Still I run
Saint and sinner loser and winner I've been down that road before When fate and I collide on This road that I ride on I have nothing to apologize for I glide I'm just along for the ride
One life is what you get Lay out your hand and place that bet Live for today without regret Tomorrow may never arrive
