He can't stand the fighting anymore He goes to his room, he shuts the door And somewhere a father and a mother talk about divorce again She's been missing since last may She would have turned 13 today And somewhere a father and I say a prayer for his little girl Where is God in all of this Whe is my faith in all of this Where are the answers, to help me live through this Maybe I'm a doubting Thomas Maybe I've a skeptic's heart If I can't believe that everything can be Jesus-talked away I know God is real And I need Him more than I need any slogan God be real to me, and heal this darkness in my faith I may not understand, but there is God I may feel alone, but I have God Imay not believe, but through it all He's still my God There is God in all of this There is my faith in all of this There are the answers to help me live through this