God help this simple man
I'd like to believe and understand
But faith slips like water from weary hands
Which pray and get no reply

All I can be is me
Imperfect confused and incomplete
Unwilling to lay down accept defeat
Fighting the world till I die

In the race but I have no place to run
Looking for the light
When the black of night has come
Still I run

Saint and sinner loser and winner
I've been down that road before
When fate and I collide on
This road that I ride on
I have nothing to apologize for
I glide
I'm just along for the ride

One life is what you get
Lay out your hand and place that bet
Live for today without regret
Tomorrow may never arrive