Dear God! Why am I not always high?
My mind is open, my arms are wide!
My thoughts are out, there's nothing to hide!
My heart's relieved and, there's a sigh!
Dear God! Why am I not always high?
The dark's bright, and grey's green!
There's my side, people've never seen!
Summer becomes cool, and rain's on the way!
The past's non-existent, and future's not dry!
Dear God! Why am I not always high?
My mind is open, my arms are wide!
My thoughts are out, there's nothing to hide!
My heart's relieved and, there's a sigh!
Dear God! Why am I not always high?
The dark's bright, and grey's green!
There's my side, people've never seen!
Summer becomes cool, and rain's on the way!
The past's non-existent, and future's not dry!
Dear God! Why am I not always high?
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