For Crying Out Loud

I was lost till you were found
But I never know how far down
I was falling
Before I reached the bottom

I was cold and you were fire
And I never knew how the pyre
Could be burning
On the edge of the ice field

I was damned and you were saved
And I never knew how enslaved
I was kneeling
In the chains of my master

I could laugh but you could cry
And I never knew just how high
I was flying
Ah, with you right above me

For taking in the rain when I'm feeling so dry
For giving me the answers when I'm asking you why
My oh my
For that I thank you

For taking in the sun when I feel so cold
For giving me a child when my body is old
And don't you know
That I need you

For coming to my room when you know I'm alone
For finding me a freeway and for driving me home
And you got to know
For that I serve you

For pulling me away when I'm starting to fall
For revving me up when I'm starting to stall
And you got to know
For that I want you

For taking and for giving and for playing the game
For praying for my future in the days that remain
Oh Lord
For that I hold you

Ah, but most of all
For crying out loud
For that I love you

For crying out loud
For that I love you


--Jim Steinman

(slightly edited for brevity)