You find this situation just a bit uncomfortable;
You'd rather stay far away from reality
For you to understand would be clearly impossible;
So you shut your eyes and swear you can see
Claiming there is a God, but does that mean anything?
So condescending to those that you don't understand;
Just too easy to make them your enemies
Like an ostrich, you bury your head in the sand
And then shout about all the things you believe
But if there is a God, don't you think He can see
What you really mean? What you're doing?
You can't find the answers 'till you learn to question;
You won't appear stupid; just ask for direction
You're insecure, and it clouds your perception
So stop and listen, and learn a lesson in love without condition
So place all the souls that you know in their own little box;
Quite convenient to handle them that way;
You're the only one you know who carries a cross
You don't care what they care about anyway
And you talk to your God
Praying for those who sin, for their eyes to be opened
You can't find the answers 'till you learn to question;
You won't appear stupid; just ask for direction
You're insecure, and it clouds your perception
So stop and listen, and learn a lesson in love without condition
Without Condition was written by Ginny Owens.
Without Condition was produced by Monroe Jones.