The Rich Song

Whatcha been doin today?
Cuz I've been thinkin about you
Heard some news that set my mind to wondering
And I need to hear your voice
Are you out on the plains
Burning your feet on the ground?
Out where noone even knows your name
Seventy miles out of town

We miss you, do you miss us?
What is the language with which these words I can trust?
I thank my God every time
I remember you

Whatcha been thinkin aobut?
Cuz I've been thinkin about life
And how nothing can escape the governing of God
Still somehow that just doesn't comfort me tonight
I still need to hear your voice

Now I hear you, do you hear me?
What medium is there that I can use to make you see
That I thank my God every time
I remember you

Bending down to help a flower, dry with poverty
Helping it to understand it's inheritance
I remember life so bright
Every time I close my eyes
I see you

Brother you made it
Brother you made it
Brother you made it

And I thank my God every time
And I thank my God every time
I remember you