Why - Live

God, I wanna find you in all of the
 needles that have killed potential lives
 And I wanna find You in all of the men
 that left their children and their wives
 Well, I wanna find You in every lung
 and liver that from addiction have died
 Oh God, I wanna find You in every
 situation that asks the question "Why?"
 Well, I don't know why we are here
 If we can't wipe away the tears
 Of all the broken hearts that cry
 And I don't know what I can do
 To point these lost souls back to You
 But God, I trust You in the why
 God, I wanna find You in all the cut up
 wrists of teens who shouldn't have a knife
 And I wanna find You in all of the
 sheets where the prostitutes have laid
 Well, I wanna find You in all of the bullets found in suicidal lives
 God, I wanna find You in every situation that asks the question "Why?"
 Well, I don't know why we are here
 If we can't wipe away the tears
 Of all the broken hearts that cry
 And I don't know what I can do
 To point these lost souls back to You
 But God, I trust You in the why