God is a middle-aged womannWith planets for earrings and international date linesnAt the corners of her eyesnShe's thinkin' 'bout remarriagenTo a guy she recently metnAnd hasn't even asked out on a datennOkay, to be perfectly honestnHe's never even spoken to hernHe barely even knows she existsnBut hey, God is really shynShe doesn't like confrontationsnAnd she's not so young anymorennBut oh, God, won't you just say hello?nOh, God, you can take it real slownnIt's been hard since Jeremy left hernSometimes it seems so pointlessnLike she's unloveablenBut I, I love her very muchnI love the way she looksnAnd I just want her to be happynnI wish I could talk some sensenInto her troubled headnFull of beautiful grey hairsnBut I, I am only humannBut maybe that's just itnMaybe that's just what she needsnnOh, God, things are gonna be finenOh, God, don't lose your head over some stupid guynnAh, so beautiful on the patio at nightnAh, so wonderful, how did I not see it before?nnOh GodnOh GodnOh GodnOh God