Oh to live this life through without the touch of a hand that burns to my soul
Why this affliction laid upon me that leaves me so unfinished, never whole
For every being in this world there must be a purpose to each and every life
Yet the sum of my lonely, unfulfilled days in memory cuts me like a knife
At this tortured life I have so rebelled at what God has chosen for me
I do not understand this path that I must travel, a lost wanderer always be
As the leaves begin to fall touch my heart; give me peace that wipes away
All the uncertainty and sorrows that have come to me each and every day
Oh God, that in my last days may a bright light descend to make all clear
What the purpose of my troubled journey is and why you placed me here
Make me thankful dear Lord for this life that you have so lovingly created
Let me leave this world my hungry quests answered, my thirst forever sated