Paroles de I picture god that way

He stretches out the nets again.
He steps among the twisted lines,
And works them out in his good time,

Sometimes i picture god that way
Untangling all the mess i've made
Unraveling my lines so i can fish again one day
Sometimes i picture god that way

Her tender hands pull tangles loose,
From gum in hair to knots in shoes.
With her quilter's skill and a mother's joy,
She frees the little girls and boys.

Sometimes i picture god that way
Untangling the mess i've made
Unraveling my kite so i can fly again one day
Sometimes i picture god that way

Sometimes i picture god that way
Untangling all the mess i've made
Unraveling my darkest nights
To weave a brand new day
Sometimes i picture god that way

Sometimes i picture god that way
Untangling the mess i've made