I'm not living inside your skin,
I don’t know where you’re going,
Nor where you’ve been.
You march to a drummer I cannot hear,
Though the sounds to you are perfectly clear.
So, take the path you choose to go,
I’ll never ask why, or say, I told you so.
You don't answer to me for decisions you make,
And I’m not in the embers of your life with a rake.
No man is an island, nor ever shall be.
What we do affects others, that’s God’s decree.
You are not isolated, so always be true
To our Creator, for he dwells in you.