| When I was alone, all on my own
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| I’d sit myself down and take a look around
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| I’d think about my life, all the trouble and strife
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| And the things which went wrong and lasted so long
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| When I was feeling bad, maybe lonely and sad
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| I’d put my hands to my head and wonder where life led
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| And where I was going to when my journey was through
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| But meanwhile up high I was always under the Eye
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| The mystery of love, the push and the shove
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| Of friendship betrayed, of plans I mislaid
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| The oceans I crossed, the things that I lost
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| And the world in my hand as dreams turned to sand
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| All the agony of pride of emotion that died
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| Like a statue of stone, I thought I was all alone
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| Oh but that was just a lie, darkness magnified
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| 'Cause somewhere up high, I was always under the eye
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| I shouldered my load, then I took off down the road
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| I drove in my car, and I played my guitar, mon
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| I crashed in a plane, I really damaged my brain
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| And then I layed in my bed with all this music in my head
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| The years have rolled by, I’ve watched the past die
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| But feelings remained like mercy much strained
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| Like a seed left unsown, like a leaf that was blown
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| Like a man who was blind, there was a lock on my mind
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| Then a man came to me and he held out the key
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| And the lock hinge was blown, I had never been alone
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| Yeah, that ws just a lie, darkness magnified
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| And though I was not away, all the time my Father was there |