God, I wanna find you in all of the Needles that have killed potential lives And I wanna find You in all of the men That left their children and their wives Well, I wanna find You in every lung And liver that from addiction have died Oh God, I wanna find You in every Situation that asks the question "Why?" Well, I don't know why we are here If we can't wipe away the tears Of all the broken hearts that cry And I don't know what I can do To point these lost souls back to You But God, I trust You in the why God, I wanna find You in all the cut up Wrists of teens who shouldn't have a knife And I wanna find You in all of the Sheets where the prostitutes have laid Well, I wanna find You in all of the bullets found in suicidal lives God, I wanna find You in every situation that asks the question "Why?" Well, I don't know why we are here If we can't wipe away the tears Of all the broken hearts that cry And I don't know what I can do To point these lost souls back to You But God, I trust You in the why