Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
Steve Forbert
I know what I know
I see what I see
And whatever will be and not be
Is not up to me;
I struggle and strain
Again and again
While the power that makes and breaks things
Works effortlessly
I know what I know
I scheme and I try
I grab at the sky
But my urge for that whole control thing
Will never fulfill;
I dream and I plan
I do what I can
But whatever gets done and not done
Is strictly God's will
I know what I know
I know what I know
I know what I know
I know what I know
I know what I know
I know what I know
Though I can't speak for you
I know what I know
Yeah, from my point of view...
The man in the moon
Would sing a new tune
But he can't rearrange or change things
And nobody can
Alone on their own;
I see what I'm shown
And the power to mold and hold things
Is out of my hands
I know what I know
I know what I know
I know what I know
I know what I know
I know what I know