God Forsaken Waltz

when You told me You loved me i signed the peace treaty, then i sadly saw that my name stood alone; there were no other takers -- all who watched were fakers; i knew in an instant i couldn't go home. it soon became clear the things i held dear were not as important as they once seemed to be; but still, God, You spoke -- many thought it a joke -- and, in my false pride, i inclined to agree. You directed the current, i was drenched in the torrent of what was intended as soul-cleansing love; but i thought i was drowning, i resisted the crowning from Your loving hands and the help from above. i'm not much for praying, not good at displaying the way You intend me to live out my life; i'm caught in the maelstrom, the everyman hail storm of facing each day and the on-coming strife; and all i can say is i'm willing to pay for blowing You off and refusing to hear -- hard-headed and stubborn often feeling forlorn, immersing my psyche in indulgent tears. You wait patiently for my heart to see what my eyes have always known all along; help me, open my mind to my ears, please be kind -- let me take in the sweet sound of Your angels' song