You know he's somewhere

But you don't know if he cares

About the way you live

So you throw him up a prayer



You hope he hears you

But the odds are even split

That when he answers

You'll be ready to commit



You've got a hobby and you play it every Sunday

A little fire insurance keeps you coming back for more

Nice man in the suit says you should live it every weekday

You forgot by Monday

Who knows, maybe someday



You know he's somewhere

But you don't know if he cares

About the way you live

So you throw him up a prayer



You hope he hears you

But the odds are even split

That when he answers

You'll be ready to commit



Afraid to tell your friends

You know what they'd be saying

"Lost another buddy to the Jesus Lover's Club

We knew him when he used to hurl at all our parties"

Factory liquidation

What a reputation



You know he's somewhere

But you don't know if he cares

About the way you live

So you throw him up a prayer



You hope he hears you

But the odds are even split

That when he answers

You'll be ready to commit



One foot in the ocean and the sand is getting hotter

Do you need a "JUMP" sign?

Come on in, the water's fine



You know he's somewhere

But the odds are even split

That when he answers

You'll be ready to commit