The Answers Not Enough



I know a man whos got more money than a zillionaire
He made a fortune selling salvation with his pampered hair.
I know a girl who left her home and followed her calling,
She spent her life holding the had of the sick and the dying.

Calling my calling
Sometimes I dont fit where I belong.
Trying, Im trying
Sometimes. the answers not enough.

Have I enough to turn the bigshots green with envy
One dollar more
A fleet of cars
A golden box for my cigars.
So much love, so much dark
A gasoline world full of sparks
All that is certain is no ones getting out of here alive.

Calling my calling
Sometimes I dont fit where I belong.
Trying, Im trying
Sometimes. the answers not enough.

So much confusion
Breeds delusion
Someones Heaven is anothers Hell.
So much direction to all these questions
But here I stand alone
And the answers not enough.

(c)(p) 2007 Martin Crotty Publishing (ASCAP)

updated: 10 years ago