I've seen the face of God,
and I'm no religious girl.
I've hugged him tight and kissed him hard,
we threw back a few beers in my backyard.
I've yelled at him and watched him cry,
held his hand as I watched him die.
We went camping and hiked so far,
I made love to him in the secret dark.
I've tossed him up high in the air
and tickled him as he pulled my hair.
He's comforted me while I was sick,
and knows all of my stupid ticks.
We laid together and looked at the stars,
and wondered foolishly where we are.
I sat with him near his wood burning stove,
as he told me stories of the days of old.
I cried with him as we said goodbye,
then fell asleep to his lullaby.
I've held his face
and looked in his eyes
He's not in heaven
hes not in the skies.
I've seen the face of God,
I don't even go to mass.
Some things you must simply see,
and no priest can teach you that.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 11:00 PM UTC
I've seen the face of God,
and I'm no religious girl.
I've hugged him tight and kissed him hard,
we threw back a few beers in my backyard.
I've yelled at him and watched him cry,
held his hand as I watched him die.
We went camping and hiked so far,
I made love to him in the secret dark.
I've tossed him up high in the air
and tickled him as he pulled my hair.
He's comforted me while I was sick,
and knows all of my stupid ticks.
We laid together and looked at the stars,
and wondered foolishly where we are.
I sat with him near his wood burning stove,
as he told me stories of the days of old.
I cried with him as we said goodbye,
then fell asleep to his lullaby.
I've held his face
and looked in his eyes
He's not in heaven
hes not in the skies.
I've seen the face of God,
I don't even go to mass.
Some things you must simply see,
and no priest can teach you that.