Sometimes, I wonder
If my prayers reach heaven's gates
Cause they don't seem to be answered
The way that I want them to
I should know better
Honestly, I should
It's not what I want
It's what you want for me
But sometimes, what you want
Doesn't seem like what I need
At least in this space in time
Your plans for me are good
Who am I to dictate the outcome?
It seems so futile
Oh, all of my doubts
Is heaven's phone on airplane mode?
Is heaven's phone on airplane mode?