St. Patrick's

Hey there Lord it's me I wondered if you're free Or not asleep This just won't keep It seems I just don't see Why all the things we asked Or prayed would come to pass Have gone unheard Like silent words That slip into the past For Lord they're not schemes Can't you tell dreams Why do you Let them slip by Never even tried It isn't you don't hear There's far too many tears Or can't you feel Are we unreal To one who knows no peers You say we must pay dues But still I am confused I need to walk And with you talk Instead of to statues For Lord they're not schemes Can't you tell dreams Why do you Let them slip by Never even tried You take all the fame But who'll accept the blame For all the hurts Down here on earth Unnecessary pain For surely you must care Or are you only air Built in out minds When we're in binds And never really there And can we be tired of you Is that something that we're allowed to do For even the blind change their view And it's time we tried something new And so I plead my case I'll now pull my escape Didn't mean to doubt What it's about Seems I forgot my place But if you find the time Please change the story line Or give a call Explain it all I'll even leave the dime --- St. Patrick's - Savatage