And a loving thought sends us out to find. Something special for someone on our mind. And we think of friends and family. As we hang our gifts on the Christmas tree.
I look on the outside. You look on the heart. Where I see an ending. You can see another place to start. And every time I see Your hand reach down. I know a lonely child has just been found.
You are bread where there is hunger. In the desert You are thunder. You are all we need. All we need. . You are peace where men would riot. In the turmoil there is quiet.
All alone in my own self will, old familiar story. So determined to try until I fail, You've been waiting. As I learn again, straining to the pressure.