Why, God, is the sky falling down on me? Why not the mean girl in geometry? Crying on the bedroom floor, fifteen years old Why, God? Why me? I talked to you to keep this house from burning I thought Sunday church and Bible verses Might stop the darker days, but I still prayed Why, God? Why me? Now I'm older and I'm wiser And I've lived more life than people twice my age All the did-me-wrongs, yeah, they built me strong There's a flower finally blooming from that rain We didn't always agree But I'm starting to see Why, God, why me I'll be the apple that fell miles away from That family tree, the shoulder for a younger girl Just like me, when I look back, I realize that's Why, God, why me Now I'm older and I'm wiser And I've lived more life than people twice my age All the did-me-wrongs, yeah, they built me strong There's a flower finally blooming from that rain We didn't always agree But I'm starting to see Why, God, why me They say You have a plan, but I didn't understand When I was swinging on that schoolyard playground If it weren't for my shattered past There's no way that I'd be half Of the woman you hear singing to you now Look how she turned out She's older and she's wiser And she's lived more life than people twice her age All the did-her-wrongs, they built her strong And a flower finally bloomed out of that rain We didn't always agree But I'm starting to see Why, God, why me Why, God, why me
