Stranger From A Manger

If there's tomorrow
How come this sorrow
Plaguing me like the bubonic
My tongue's hanging out I'm pathetic

If there's tomorrow
How come my faith feels borrowed
It's like I'm dealing outside myself
Not knowing when the card is dealt

If there's tomorrow
How come my heart is fallow
And who is this stranger
That taunts me from a manger?

Akpan