I'm sick and tired of wondering where I'm going
Always second guessing every move I make
Wishing I knew everywhere that I'm going
So that I already know all my mistakes

Grant me the wisdom
Grant me the vision
Grant me the direction
Grant me the strength to make my great escape

We all seem to look over everyone else
Not knowing what they have been through
Making our stupid judgments
When they themselves are praying

Grant me the wisdom
Grant me the vision
Grant me the direction
Grant me the strength to make my great escape