Would He, would He have spared us all if He'd been more kind? Most never find what they need Plagued by free will, they watch their spirits die You call this design? But does a man's confusion Prove there's a contradiction? it may to that one It's caused so much commotion 'Cause no one's found a good solution, could there not be one? Creation seems like God's game to keep Himself amused We tend to lose our patience We think an explanation's overdue But who would that soothe? So in our irritation We assume revelation has been given to none And divine inspiration is gone out on a prolonged vacation With faith from when we were young We're here and we wait for love from anyone But we can't see Him Most of us, we just close our eyes 'Cause we think he died in our learning Could it be He's been here all along But our hearts were wrong to receive Him? Could it be He waits with open arms Until we open ours and believe Him?