Why, my son

why do you follow them
when i'm here to help you

why do you give your life to them
when i've made everything to save you

why do you stick to the past
when the truth that sets you free
is living in the present

don't you trust in your Father?
don't you trust in your Brother?

why, my son, why do you forsaken me
the door is still open, but it can close soon

hear my cry, in the desert of your soul
come and see, and find Me in you