Look at all these people,

and how they fill this place

you and me together,

standing on the stage

who would have thought,

it would have taken us this long

they came to hear my gospel,

they come to hear your song

and I wonder how they got here,

and wonder what they do

and what there day-to-day is like,

and what it means to you

I saw how you rose above it,

and how your wisdom grew

and how they heard the words you spoke,

and took it all for true

Bless me father for I have been,

such a long time passed since I looked within

my choices were many but my options were few

you can hardly blame me for the things I had to do

And I didn't have the comfort

of a book that came before

I had to find my own road,

I could never be that sure

and I didn't know what hit me

when the masses turned my way

so I simply spoke the words I guessed

they wanted me to say,

you understand

Look at all these people,

I don't recognize a face

you and me together,

God, we really filled this place

who would have thought,

it would have taken us this long

you and me together,

they'll think something's really wrong

I wonder how they got here,

and what they do

and what there day-to-day is like,

and what it means to you

I watched you from a distance,

they wouldn't let me get too close

I saw you reached so many,

and gave them back their souls

Bless me Robert, for I have been

every day I spend too much time within

and my choices are many but my options are few

you can hardly blame me for the things I had to do

And I didn't have the comfort

of your wide and open road

I had to find a way to do exactly what I was told

and I didn't know just what to say

or what I was supposed to be

so I simply spoke the words

that were handed down to me,

you understand

So God bless all the people

for they have been,

such a long time will pass

til' they look this way again

their choices will be many

but their options will be few

we can hardly blame them

for the things they'll have to do

They'll find there are no right ways

but there are so many wrong

and somewhere in between

is the gospel and the song

and they won't know what hit them

when their children turn away

and they try to call them home again

and there are no words to say, you understand