Testo Turning It Over To

Hey God, I got questions Maybe You got some answers I've been feeling a little distraught Tell me, why am I here? And what should I wear? And what about Shakespeare -- did he write 'em or not? After countless revisions of doubtful decisions I've thrown out my old point of view All my plans found a way of going astray So I'm turning it over to You. I used to be taller I used to run faster I used to be tricky and tough I used to believe the world could be had If I wanted it badly enough One day I awoke from that terrible joke And discovered I hadn't a clue Now I can't keep on driving this rusty old life So I'm turning it over to You Give the wheel to the one who knows where we're going I'm turning it over to You