God in Everything

The boys back home all worship Dylan and Townes

And they're at Justine's 'cause it's after hours

They’ll drink from your peaches

They come into your house

So tired from the workday babe

I just need to lie down

Well, I see God in everything

From my window to the breeze

In his bedroom, by the candlelight

When I’m down on my knees

When I look in the mirror

I kinda look like you

When I'm sayin' my prayers

I still bleed with the moon

Guess I’m going my own way too

There’s never any shortage of the women in boots

With their long hair and tassels

Lord, they got nothin' to lose

Did you see or appreciate the wisdom in me?

Was I something for you to play with?

Did I say the wrong things?

Did you notice how I serve my tea?

Well, I see God in everything

From my window to the breeze

In his bedroom, by the candlelight

When I’m down on my knees

When I look in the mirror

I kinda look like you

When I'm sayin' my prayers

I still bleed with the moon

Guess I'm goin' my own way too