Just the other night, at a home-town football game
My wife and I ran into my old high school flame
And as I introduced them, the past came back to me
And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be.
She was the one that I'd wanted for all times
And each night I'd spend praying, that God would make her mine
And if He'd only grant me this wish I wished back then
I'd never ask for anything again.
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talking to the Man upstairs
And just because He doesn't answer doesn't mean He don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers.
She wasn't quite the angel that I'd remembered in my dreams
And I could tell that time had changed me, in her eyes too it seemed
We tried to talk about the old days, there wasn't much we could recall
I guess the Lord knows what He's doing after all.
And as she walked away, well I looked at my wife
And then and there I thanked the good Lord
for the gifts in my life.
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talking to the Man upstairs
And just because He may not answer doesn't mean He don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered
Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers.
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