A simple drop falls
and ripples in the pond
distorting the old

Everyone thinks
everything is alright
still here i cry
alone in the night

Its the middle of the winter
and I'm living in a drought

the coldest of times
no snow at all

the darkest of times
and the tears wont fall

Here you sit alone in the night
knowing that countless other people,
people you once knew,
are sitting and feeling just as alone as you

God DID provide.
He put people here and led them to meet. But people make choices
and they get what they choose...