Could I talk to you sometime this afternoon?. About some things I know I'm reading into. Because you and me come at this differently. And I'm just trying to be honest with you.
The orphan clings to Your hand. Singing the song of how he was found. The widow rejoices. For her oppressors are silenced now. . You sit at the table with the wounded and the poor.
This house is echoing. With the sound of You knocking at the door. But with three locks and the shades down. You are easy to ignore. . And I've put You on like an old pair of shoes.
This morning it was a fight to get up. Those words still ringing in my head. Never felt like such a fool in front of anyone. I guess that's what you do when you love someone.
I thought I had my freedom. You didn't even ask. It hit me like a shotgun. Like a cannon blast. . And you are so elusive. Why you gotta be so detached?.
I'm on a flight home this morning. And I can't help but stare at You. My face pressed against this little window. The sky explodes in praise to You, to You.
I hear a voice calling out. I hear a voice in this wilderness. Where darkness has reigned for so long. Ground is being taken. . The trumpet sounds. And Your glory touches the ground.
Hey yeah yeah yeah. . I know of a man who lives on the other side. On the other side of this mountain. They say he's calling the weary home. . I've been told of a man who walks on the other side.
First felt the under toe just a few days ago. Like a rug pulled out from under me. And how do you lock eyes with someone who is invisible?. The only thing I know for sure is this peace.
Day turned to night You breathed Your last. Blood flowed from Your side. All of God in a young man. Who gave away His life. . And You loved me. When I was Your enemy.
It tapped me on the shoulder today when I got home. I saw everything collecting dust. It made me hope there was something more. So I pour over pages desperate to find out why.
Tell me of a time when all this gray wasn't such a fight. A road I'd stay on for so long. How long have I been this way?. I'm so addicted to feeling guilty.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah. . I wake up, start the rush. And pour some coffee. Things to do pile up. Oh so quickly. . Too many days I feel like.
Am I a hopeless case?. You keep saying the same things. But is it on my face?. That it isn't sinking in. Like a homeless man tapping on a car window. I feel so disconnected but so in need to hear this.
I'm so close to being so far away from You. I was wrong but it takes so much to say it to You. Like a broken husband and wife. Who never talk but share their nights.
I'm trying to find a moment with You. These days are speeding by. This ring gives me a new point of view. I'm a dealer of my time. . And if I can make a confession.
Many have traveled this road before. I see their tracks in the dirt. But maybe I dont agree. With where they are leading. . And who am I, just a youth.
No one knows what is hurting inside me. But I feel it in every breath. So many have promised to heal me. Till my money and hope was spent. And I am hiding in this crowd.
What is this sun that conquers mountains. Singing over what has been asleep?. What is it that softens all my doubting?. It's you. . Morning brings a hunger for new eyes.
You, you shake your head, what is so hard to believe. When you, you are in your bed, I sing over you the sweetest things. Because oh, my love is does not tire, I'm awake when the moon is full.