To those whose steps aren't steady. To those whose hearts are heavy. To those whose faith is all but gone. To those that struggle on, struggle on. . Oh, come and lay your burdens down.
Three months hope. Hospital bed. Fighting hard. For every breath. The doctor says. There's not much chance. Mom breaks down once again. . And I don't know how I'm supposed.
Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong. Everything that should go right has gone wrong too. Everything steady has now been shaken. . Now there is nothing for me to cling to.
He's not bulletproof. Don't let him fool you. His laugh is a lie. He's dying inside. From the sticks and stones somebody threw. . Our tongues are like matches.
If you want a heart of sympathy. Then pray to God to help you, please. See the world that Jesus sees, yeah. . But be careful what you're asking for. 'Cause if you're gonna open up that door.
Does a sunrise somehow give you hope. Does a newborn baby. Stir something in your soul. And can a melody. Of a symphony inspire you. Inspire you. Look around, look around.
The fading sun and rising moon. Are fighting for the afternoon. The day gives in, gives up its light. The stars wake up to keep the night. . And as You glory fill the sky I wonder.
One year after the rings and a west coast honeymoon. We are living in a rented house with a terrible view. You're finishing school and I'm writing songs.