God said to me, in a voice so sweet

To the loneliest things I will leave my means

And they'll grow, and think, and speak to me

I'll find ways to pass the time

But eternity is a long, long time

Long enough to bore, long enough to tire

So He left his things to think and speak

All alone where did He go

Where did He go?

Where did He go?

So I said to me in a voice less sweet

To the loneliest things I will leave my means

This guitar will sing and speak to me

I find ways to pass the time

I find ways to pass the time

I find ways to pass the time