Andrew Osenga - It Was not Good for Man to Be Alone lyrics

Monday, there was light and dark Wednesday, trees began to reach toward the sky The sun and moon were new above the birds that framed the blue that found the Friday night Saturday, a man wiped dust off of his face and opened up his eyes After the weekend He was standing at the corner With his hands itching tor pockets He was looking for another just like him And the heart of God broke for his creation It was not good for man to be alone It was not good for man to be alone