Sometimes the fire overheats the spark, Sometimes the chorus drowns out the lark. What is this place to where I have gone? So much doubt and confusion going on! Once again I failed on my own, May the master show me the path home. No more hurting and sorrow there, Just the loving master's care. What took me so long I do not know, Must have felt this was my show. But now I must go crawl home, Crawling, begging...on my knees home.