If I may have your attention please
I'll tell you about my wife, and what she means to me
How fiercely she believes what she believes
I laugh, and I cry
I live, and I die
By her side
From time to time, she puts her hand in mine
Holds me like a sharp, shiny key
I was never one who needed to believe
In a God hard to find
But I found by her side
There's a God
Even I can see
They say no work of art is ever done
Carved in bark or yet to come
Rivers run low and flow with only sky
Even Gods have to die
But once in a while
There's a God
Even I can see
