Why ask the bird why he flies?
Why ask the wind where it blows?
Why ask Hope why she dies?
When you need her most, she goes.
Why ask the sun why it shines?
Why ask the trees how they grow?
Why ask Love why she climbs,
to heights your heart alone can know?
Just accept these things as they are
Or live a life, a troubled man
Just accept who you are
And never question God's great plan