The Reason

There are skid marks in your mind You would like to leave behind In a distant place behind a cold, dark wall But, somehow, they linger on With the worst remaining strong And you don't know what to do or who to call For what happened on that night On a road both straight and wide Could have been avoided, but for one mistake You were driving much too fast When you let off from the gas It was finished just as you stomped on the brake When you're too deep in despair You can lose your faith in prayer During moments too horrific to describe And you wish you could go back To a time before the act When that child appeared from nowhere... and he died Though you learned your lesson well You've been living in pure hell For you'd gladly swap your life for that young boy's Though his life won't be restored You can get up from the floor And envision him with Jesus, filled with joy With that image in your mind You must get back to your life And become a warning signal for the rest You can share your broken heart And reveal those awful scars You inflicted putting out those cigarettes Then you tell them God's the reason you feel blessed