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