How's it going, brother? Tell me how you feel.
Spill your guts, what's the scoop, would you like a meal?
I only want to pray for you, 'cause God surely doesn't know
Until I hit my knees in prayer, and give the blow-by-blow
You'll see her again, you man of faith, Do you still believe?
She's resting now in God's own arms, from pain a sweet reprieve
But that doesn't help me, here and now, from the loss that hurts so much
How to live without my love: her voice, her looks, her touch
I feel despair, platitudes can't touch, nor comments oh so trite
Still alone, I face today, and then go to bed at night
Now I lay me down to sleep
I wish I may, I wish I might
I want her back, it hurts so much
Have the wish I wish tonight.