Paroles: Fm Static. Dear Diary. Dear God.

Dear God, I wrote this letter to put my thoughts on paper
Sometimes life seems like a criminal without a well planned caper
I know You are the answer but I forget the question
How do I know You love me when no one else seems to care?

I've tried everything I thought might help me understand things
And it didn't tell me anything or even play my heart strings
So I'm writing You this letter to wait for Your reply
'Cause I am so tired of not believing I'll give You a try

I don't know but I got this feeling
That today's gonna be my turning point
Everyday I get a little bit closer
It feels so good to finally be over

I don't know but I think I'm learning
This type of thing's never been my calling card
Sometimes You just gotta look closer
Instead of searching so hard

So when I start to get down and the world fills up around me
And my head starts spinning like a top
From the way my heart beat's pounding
I can look up for a second and know that I'm alright
I spent so long not believing it's my turn to fly

I don't know but I got this feeling
That today's gonna be my turning point
Everyday I get a little bit closer
It feels so good to finally be over

I don't know but I think I'm learning
This type of thing's never been my calling card
Sometimes You just gotta look closer
Instead of searching so hard

How I missed You every time I look for You

I don't know but I got this feeling
That today's gonna be my turning point
Everyday I get a little bit closer
It feels so good to finally be over

I don't know but I think I'm learning
This type of thing's never been my calling card
Sometimes You just gotta look closer
Instead of searching so hard
Instead of searching so hard