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Lyrics: Martina McBride. Martina. God's Will.

I met God's Will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves
It hid the braces on his legs at first

His smile was as bright as the August sun
When he looked in me
As he struggled down the driveway, it almost made me hurt

Will don't walk too good
Will don't talk too good
He won't do the things that the other kids do in our neighborhood

I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'
Lost and lookin' all my life
I've been wounded, jaded, loved and hated
I've wrestled wrong and right
He was a boy without a father and his mother's miracle
I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'
I guess I would be still
Yeah, that was until I knew God's Will

Will's mom had to work two jobs
We'd watch him when she had to work late
And we'd all laugh like I hadn't laughed since I don't know when

'Hey Jude' was his favorite song
At dinner he'd ask to pray
And then he'd pray for everybody in the world but him

I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'
Lost and lookin' all my life
I've been wounded, jaded, loved and hated
I've wrestled wrong and right
He was a boy without a father and his mother's miracle
I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'
I guess I would be still
Yeah, that was until I knew God's Will

Before they moved to California
His mother said, they didn't think he'd live
And she said each day that I have him, well it's just another gift

And I never got to tell her, that the boy showed me the truth
In crayon red, on notebook paper, he'd written
Me and God love you

I've been searchin', prayin', wounded, jaded
I guess I would be still
Yeah that was until I met God's Will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves