Dear Father, it's not that I'm questioning you
I'm just a little confused
My mind is open, and I'm wrestling with the truth
In my lifetime, I've seen towers and embassies
Brought down by blind faith
Call me rebellious, call me heretic
But I'll never make that mistake
Wish I could make them see
A Faith not tested, well that's not faith at all
In my lifetime I've seen battles, atrocities
Call it religious, or superstitious
It's all just one and the same
Wish I could make them see
All our losses, all our gains
All the dreams we hope to attain
Eternal pathway to our fate
Wish I could make them see