Remembering

Where were You? Alan Jackson

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?
Out in the yard with your wife and children
Or working on some stage in L.A.?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Rising against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger, in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry?

Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don't know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst out with pride for the red, white and blue
And the heros who died just doin' what they do?
Did you look up to Heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters?

I'm just a singer of simple songs;
I'm not a real political man.
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran.
But I know Jesus, and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young:
Faith, hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love.

Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Or driving down some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty, 'cause you're a survivor;
In a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother to tell her you love her?
Did you dust off that bible at home?

Did you open your eyes in hope it never happened,
Or close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset for the first time in ages?
Speak to some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow?
Go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching
And turn on I Love Lucy reruns?
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers
Or stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
And thank God you had somebody to love?

I'm just a singer of simple songs
I'm not a real political man.
I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran.
But I know Jesus, and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young:
Faith, hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love.

And the greatest is Love.