I once was lost but now am found;
or so I thought, was that you God?
Perhaps, I'm better lost than found;
From where I am, I just can't see God;
But at least I know now, God I've not found.
You can't say I did not try;
I pray, speak tongues; Heck! even cry.
The deeper I get, the further from the truth, I feel.
When I look around, I'd say to myself, "this can't be real!"
Unless I choose to contradict the world, people and my self;
See only what I want to see;
Hear only what I want to hear;
I feel my life becom'n more and more unreal.
Like a sad loser that that just wouldn't quit.
Indeed I'm lost but happily lost.
Better to know I'm lost than pretend to have found.
It is not ideal but at least I am real.
Is there a God? I don't know.
I may be lost but I didn't lose my self.
I, once was lost but now am found!
