Close that door
I have to find my way
To make it work out fine
So I kneel down and pray
That I'll be able to walk the line
Some say that I am wise
Some say that I am strong
But I see myself through different eyes
So I just have to go on
Who am I and what shall I do?
Will you say that I did well
When my life is through?
Or will I end up in hell?
I often meet folks
Who tell me wise things
It sounds like jokes
But they act like kings
They don't know a thing
Of what goes on inside
They just see my ring
And think I'm on their side
Just because I share it
With them who know it all better
Doesn't mean I buy all their shit
Just because they wrote me a nice letter
If you could see me
And not just my body
You would agree
That I am not your nice buddy
So don't ever try to tell me
What I have to do
There's more than you can see
If only you knew …
I am more than meets the eye
I am more than all nice and wise
I am the cold wind in July
I am the little baby that cries
If I don't even know
Who I am and what to do
When I met myself over twenty years ago
And still not have a clue
How can your dare to say
That you know what's right
Just because you pray everyday
And sleep peacefully at night
There are good reasons
For why I am so insecure
Like there are seasons
To be muddy and poor
There's a time to live
And a time to die
A time to love
And a time to cry
So they say and so say I
I believe in Him
Even if I don't know why
And it often seems so dim
I don't know what lies ahead of me
I just know that He will be there
Do you not agree?
Or do you not even care?
I've had enough of you
Who know it all and more
And it's finally true
That I will close that door
I've done what you've done
And said what you've said
But now I'll turn my face to the sun
And listen to Him instead