If God and me sat down for tea
I would ask him why he made a heart
That could break so easily
If God had time would it be a crime
If I said I saw some one tiny flaw in his grand design

I’m sure the one who made the sunsets and the seasons
Had a real good reason for the pain of love
Though I hate to bite the hand of the one who made me
If he gave me one little clue of why I lost you
Maybe I’d be able to move on

If God dropped by for some homemade pie
I could serve dessert and ask why it hurts
When someone says goodbye

I’m sure the one who made the sunsets and the seasons
Had a real good reason for the pain of love
Though I hate to bite the hand of the one who made me
If he gave me one little clue of why I lost you
Maybe I’d be able to move on

If God and me could agree to disagree
Well, I’d admit there’s quite a bit
Of the picture I don’t see
Yeah I’d admit there’s quite a bit
'Cause he knows more than me