I’ve been lost since I opened my eyes
How do I wade through what’s real and the lies?
Some things we’ll never figure out
What was the plan?
Maybe God was just some kid playing in the sand
Does it make a difference
Anything we do?
When tomorrow gets here
Will they remember you?
When the show is all over
And the curtain comes down
Will anyone talk about
When I was around?
Does it make a difference
Anything we do?
When tomorrow gets here
Will they remember you?