Looking in the mirror I see You, Lord,

Looking back at me,

High, drunk, enraged,

full of anxious fear, oh Lord,

Where do I go,

What do I say,

Do I just let go,

Or, do I stay,

How can I go on, oh Lord?

My life has gone by me,

All this time lost,

Relationships gone,

How, oh how can I live on Lord?

Then there You are,

Looking back at me through that lonely mirror,

Always by my side,

How can I call myself Yours, oh Lord?

When I puff puff pass,

When I use my sailor mouth,

When my anger fills me,

Oh Lord, how can I?

Where am I Lord?

What plan am I on?

Will I greet the Devil on that lonely day,

Or will I see Your hand guiding me too, oh Lord?