Mister Man Upstairs

I come here before you
In my moments of sin
Lord what do I do
Just please let me in

You fill me with sorrow
Then you fill me with glee
Then it rolls back to anger
Won’t you please set me free

Please lord, I’m sorry
For I know I have sinned
Please lord, forgive me
I can’t take this punishment

So, Dear Mr “Man Upstairs”
I’ve been writing to you for years
We both know I’ve had my doubts
But here I am, still calling out
I swear to you, I’m not a bad guy
So will you just give me some kind of sign

You flood me with power
Then you tear me back down
So forgive me when I wonder
If you’re still around

Though I hope I am wrong
And you’re still here with me
That’s why I return home
In hopes to be set free

So, Dear Mr “Man Upstairs”
I’ve been writing to you for years
We both know I’ve had my doubts
But here I am, still calling out
I swear to you, I’m not a bad guy
So will you just give me some kind of sign?
Please, I need some kind of sign
Will you just show me some kind of sign?

If this is some kind of game, sir
Please explain it to me
From child to father,
Won’t you please set me free?