God Already Knows

It's been fifteen months and counting from the moment that I fled

Leaving all that's left behind, what's good and what is dead

You turn and with your hands suggest the world, it fell apart

Trying to convince yourself in matters of the heart

Fiddle-ay-ey, oh-fiddle-ay-oh

Don't know exactly where it is or why I got to go

Fiddle-ay-ey, oh-fiddle-ay-oh

Hell, what's the use in making plans if God already knows?

I could sing another song, convince myself that I belong

On the road again, a fine life for me

But perhaps I'll take a chance and ride across the great expanse

With you in tow, a love that's meant to be

I guess we'll see

Now I'm locked in troubled minds, in loops of worry and despair

Left longing to be settled, breathing order in the air

So I travelled to the ocean, looking to the setting sun

And all the while thinking if the west was really won?

Fiddle-ay-ey, oh-fiddle-ay-oh

Don't know exactly where it is or why I got to go

Fiddle-ay-ey, oh-fiddle-ay-oh

Hell, what's the use in making plans if God already knows?

Well, I could sing another song, convince myself that I belong

On the road again, a fine life for me

But perhaps I'll take a chance and ride across the great expanse

With you in tow, a love that's meant to be

I guess we'll see

Here it comes, the itch again, like poppy in the breeze

It overwhelms my sense with surreptitious expertise

And I could try to fight it like a wolf refutes a lamb

But preaching is a young man's game, to hell with who I am

I could sing another song, convince myself that I belong

On the road again, a fine life for me

But perhaps I'll take a chance and ride across the great expanse

With you in tow, a love that's meant to be

I guess we'll see

What's the use in making plans if God already knows?

What's the use in making plans if God already knows?

What's the use in making plans if God already knows?