If life was a game
Cluedo would be its name
Choosing which cards of my life to show
And which to keep secret and not let them know
But one day it comes to an end
So one reflects on strategy and trends
When I come to the end of the game
I hope over my life God has reigned
But I'm in a tough place
I can't see your face
I think I know you hear
I think I know you care
I think I know you listen
When I talk to you I hope your eye glistens
But do my prayers have an effect
Sometimes I'm not sure I should dare expect
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