God Doesn't Give Hugs

Eyes open and ready to attack another day

I look to my left to see how my lover lays

Her side of the bed bare

Cold and neat like she was never there

I looked in the bathroom and in the kitchen

From the living room, the apartment she was missin'

I walked outside maybe she had just left

The streets, the houses, the neighborhood was lifeless

Frantically, from house to house I knocked and knocked

But there was only a single breath on the block

Despondent I walked home troubled and confused

Knowing that in the TV I would find refuge

Voices and people, breathing and song

The news sets were barren the sitcoms were gone

I turned off the TV and turned on the radio

Not a single voice I could hear or know

There was no one anywhere 

Life was only me unfair

I dropped to my knees and began to pray

Believing that God would have something to say

God please bring me one person's vision

To talk and to listen

To kiss me and hold me and own this world too

But God did as my neighbors, those in the TV, and on radio would do

My arms open reaching above

God please let me feel you give me a hug