I wake up.  A new day has come.  It seems so hard to get out of bed.  Sometimes I question.  'What is it for' it gets hard to find meaning in the routine.  I've tried so hard to do it on my own.  Sometimes I feel like giving up.  But I've got to try.  Why don't I try?  Try to find the meaning of this life.  I know that god has his reasons.  Peace of mind it comes and goes all the time.  When will I learn to trust?  Concentration has left me now.  I can't see your face everyday.  Abstruse thoughts they tear me apart.  I must see your face everyday.  All the time I look into your eyes and then turn away on my own.  Will I find the plans you have for my life?  This life just seems too short.  Concentration has left me now.  I can't see your face everyday.  Abstruse thoughts they tear me apart.  I must see your face everyday.  Make my life yours.