Unfinished

I have learned my lesson It gets harder to believe You give me the comfort Of perfect sympathy Lying on the hillside Carve your name in me Expect the same tomorrow Perfect mediocrity God, you have my attention Was it something I said? "Wasn't the best book I ever read." Why, Jesus Christ Was it something I wrote? You're looking down, but on a better note-- You've made a believer out of me As far as the eye can see But beauty is in the eyes of beholders Who can hold me till I loathe the words I've walked this path forever And haven't learned a thing --I'm stuck, suggestions welcome--