And as the story of my life grew,
I no longer knew...

Where I came from or where I was going,
Whether I'm living or just being....

People I meet come and go,
Oh how great it was, but how it pains me so...

That nothing in life stays,
That everything in life is an arranged set of plays...

But faith I know I have and that is sure,
Although for occasional doubts there is no cure...

And through life with that faith I must endure,
However much temptation of denial lures...

I would one day find the meaning of all this, maybe not,
But my faith, I know, will not be for naught...