God tell me again
like you did before
in a dream,
or whisper confort in solitude
of the night,
or show me the reasons
at the break of light,
if it is your voice
make sure I am listening,
if reasons are in sight,
make sure my eyes are open,
if I am too burden down,
then make the answer simple and easy,
like innocents from the past,
I am willing to dream
in black and white.