Lately I've been having more nights that I can't sleep Storms of life keep blowing in sometimes it gets so heavy It drives me to my knees and it's coming down again Then a voice inside reminds me of the roof over my head And my wife and kids are tucked away warmly in their beds
Up in heaven sometimes I wonder if God sits there and listens To all his children thinking it'd be nice if we'd forget our troubles as easy as our blessings
Suddenly I don't feel like counting what I need So I start counting what I have when times are at their toughest My wife still stands by me and my children make me laugh Then I crawl back in bed and start to think as I lay there Could it be that he's already heard and answered all my prayers
Up in heaven sometimes I wonder if God sits there and listens To all his children thinking it'd be nice if we'd forget our troubles as easy as our blessings
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