Why are there so many questions
That all begin with why?
Why is there never an answer?
Why are there clouds in the sky?
But when I pray to God He lifts me up
And I look to the light of day
Where the sun will rise from the dark of night
Chasing the darkness away
And why is my heart so heavy?
Why are there tears in my eyes?
Is this another ending?
Or is it a beginning in disguise?
But when I pray to God He lifts me up
And I look to the light of day
Where the sun will rise from the dark of night
Chasing the darkness away
When I pray to God He lifts me up
And I look to the light of day
Where the sun will rise from the dark of night
Chasing the darkness away
Chasing the darkness away
