The only things that are guaranteed

Are the gifts of hate and the gifts of greed

All our dreams are sent to deceive

Some for you and some for me

In God we trust but not too much

In this world with all its sorrows

Joy it seems is only ever borrowed

For every moment is paid back in years

For every kiss an age of tears

In God we trust but not too much

Some are taken and some are sent

Some are broken and some are bent

Some give and some receive

All are found guilty and none reprieved

In God we trust but not too much