It's 3AM. I'm Out Walking Again. I'm Just A Spot On The Sidewalk In The City Of Sin

I can't sleep.
Again.
I'm asking myself if I did enough.
Again.
I'm asking God if He'll work.
Again.
I'm wondering if the kid will listen.
Again.
I'm wondering if the others involved will or can help.
Again.

I'll give whoever can tell me the song title those lyrics that made up the title came from 27 points.

And I'll give all the points I have if somebody can help me with the curse I have of being a student minister.

I mean...I care. A lot.
Again.

And I really want to sleep well.
Again.