God Already Knows

It's been fifteen months and counting from the moment that I fled Leaving all that's left behind what's good and what is dead You turn and with your hands suggest the world it fell apart Trying to convince yourself in matters of the heart Fiddle-ay-ey, Oh-Fiddle-ay-oh Don't know exactly where it is or why I got to go Fiddle-ay-ey, Oh-Fiddle-ay-oh Hell what's the use in making plans if God already knows? I could sing another song convince myself that I belong On the road again a fine life for me But perhaps I'll take a chance And ride across the great expanse with you in tow A love that's meant to be I guess we'll see Now I'm locked in troubled minds in loops of worry and despair Longing to be settled breathing order in the air So I travelled to the ocean looking to the setting sun And all the while thinking if the west was really won? Fiddle-ay-ey, Oh-Fiddle-ay-oh Don't know exactly where it is or why I got to go Fiddle-ay-ey, Oh-Fiddle-ay-oh Hell what's the use in making plans if God already knows? Well I could sing another song convince myself that I belong On the road again a fine life for me But perhaps I'll take a chance And ride across the great expanse with you in tow A love that's meant to be I guess we'll see Here it comes the itch again, like poppy in the breeze It overwhelms my sense with surreptitious expertise And I could try to fight it like a wolf refutes a lamb But preaching is a young man's game To hell with who I am I could sing another song convince myself that I belong On the road again a fine life for me But perhaps I'll take a chance And ride across the great expanse with you in tow A love that's meant to be I guess we'll see What's the use in making plans if God already knows? What's the use in making plans if God already knows? What's the use in making plans if God already knows?