God, you taught me right from wrong
When I was weak, you made me strong
When I cried, you wiped my tears
you've watched over me through the years
God, you taught me good, not bad
When I was unhappy, you made me glad
When I cried, you touched my heart
And said that you would not depart
God, with each new transgression
I pray forgiveness with each confession
I know that you forever forgive
because you taught me how to live.
What makes you think that you are right
even when you're wrong
What makes you think that you're too weak
Even when you're strong
What makes you think you know love
when your love does not exist
what makes you think you can conquer the world
when everyone resists
What makes you think you can walk the line
when you're falling over
What makes you think King will come
when you call him Rover
What makes you think you can run my life
when you can't even run your own
what makes you think someone's in pain
just because they moan
What makes you think at all
sometimes I really wonder
what makes you think it can't rain
because you don't hear thunder
What makes you think the way you think
I guess only heaven knows
I don't understand the way you think
but that's the way it goes.
Just in case you're not a boy
I better learn to play house
I'll teach you how to be a lady
and how to catch a mouse
I'll teach you how to play football
and how to run the team
I'll teach you to get by in life
when things are not as they seem
you'll teach me how to hold a doll
and make me drink you make-believe tea.
then, when you're sleepy, I'll sit near to you
I'll tell a story, you'll close your eyes, and
fall asleep with me.
I watch you sip your drink
you watch as I drink mine
and we could be together
if I had the time
you order another drink
with a twist of lime
and I would buy it for you
if I only had the time
Now, it's time for me to go
I guess I'll end this rhyme
I'd write another verse or two
If I only had the time
I think it's time to tell you
feeling that I usually hide
the feelings that have been screaming
to not remain inside
how can I say I care for you
so that you would understand
I only wish you were here now
so I could hold your hand
and if I said I cared for you
would this turn you away
or would you come and sit by my side
at least for just a day
What kind of world would this be,
If there was only you and me?
Would we soon tire of each other?
would you still want to be a mother?
What kind of place would we live?
What kind of love would we give?
If we were the only people here
Did you ever wonder that, my dear?
What kind of world would this be
If you were here alone with me?
Would you soon wish for someone more
to come knocking around you door?
could you be content with me
and no one else ever to see?
what kind of world would this be
If there was only you and me?
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