Well, are we afraid of what people say. What they think about us?. This is the way of cynical heart learning to trust. Everyone is scared of feeling out of place.
We will not lose heart. We will not lose hope. When all we see is fading. We trust in what we know. We will never give up. . Pressed on every side. Praying for escape.
There are new horizons with colors that I've never seen. The sky is filled with graces, since you have carried me. I felt so far beyond your reach, but you gave everything for me.
Wake up, oh my soul. You've been sleeping far too long. So wake up, oh my soul. . Stand up and be known. You've been hiding far too long. Just stand up and be known.
Remember the day when we ran away. And we saw the world for the first time. We drove through the night to those big city lights. And we knew that we could do anything.
Took us 30 something years to see the light. It took a whole lot of tears and sleepless nights. It took the pain of wondering why, wondering why,. Oh why.
Just to know who You are. To find a way into Your arms. From the wreckage, we are reaching. Out of silence, we are singing. . We cannot make it on our own-oh-oh-oh.
How do we explain the source of life. That runs within these veins and keeps my heart in time?. You are the music and I'm drawn in. Caught in the movement, I'm letting go, I can't resist.
I look around and see my wonderful life. Almost perfect from the outside. In picture frames, I see my beautiful wife. Always smiling, but on the inside.
If weakness is a wound. That no one wants to speak of. Then "cool" is just how far we have to fall. I am not immune. I only want to be loved. But I feel safe behind the firewall.
I heard the sound of your first breath. A brand new life on your mother's chest. A beating heart, expectant eyes. On the first day of your life. I saw you take your first step.
I'm as eloquent, as an elephant. 'Bout as headstrong as the mighty King Kong. On a rampage, throwing airplanes. I can't believe You haven't gone away, gone away.
Rain falls outside. I think the sky must know what's happening tonight. Children born while fathers die. It's that circle of life that we all live in time.