When All The Cards Are Down

When all the pieces fall
When all the cards are down
When the darkness once again fills my heart
Who can I turn to?
Where can I run?
When I take no satisfaction
from earthly relationships
When I smile faintly when
the round peg goes in the square hole
The hole that is my heart
I find nothing satisfies
Nothing makes me truly happy
Nothing makes me smile more
Then the peg that fits best
I need you
My rock
I cling to you in the storm
I will seek you more from here on
and strive until I see your face
Please help me put the pieces back
Where you designed them be
For only you can know
how the puzzle fits best.