All These Questions

Do you look on me with sympathy
Or maybe disappointment
Is this where I'm meant to be
Is this what you wanted
Am I the seed that fell on rocky soil
Past the point of growing
And if I threw it all away
Is there any way of knowing

Mmmm, mmmm

Is it down to my self-discipline
To keep from being broken
Or am I in this lowly place
Because of how I've fallen
Or could it be just apathy
That says my faith is dying
Or maybe it's the enemy
Trying to keep me silent

Mmmm, mmmm
Mmmm, mmmm

Could this be the evidence
That I was never chosen
Is it to my detriment
That I have been this open
Do I grieve you Lord above
By asking all these questions
Or have You waited there for me
To answer when I ask them

Mmmm, mmmm