I heard the voice of God come through me And tell me, son, what's your excuse? You have your health, your friends, your money Some people barely make the news And it dawned on me that there Are bigger deals than love But pain does not discriminate it's all from above I can't make you stay Guess I'll have to wait 'Til I find someone that's just like you Who can read my mind Never let me hide And then she will probably break me too It's bigger than me Walk, talk, play, fuck, make a scene It's bigger than me Treat this fever with a drink I heard the voice of God come through me And tell me, son, you're on your own How could I heal you from this fever When there are people left without a home? And even if both move on Could we meet in ten years And talk about home?