Where am I?
What am I?
Who am I?
Who are You?
I need to know--
I need Your love...
My heart, it knows,
But my head needs proof.
I know it's there, but I can't reach it;
I don't need someone else to preach it--
I just need You to come and teach it,
Teach it to my heart, not my head;
Teach my head to let go, play dead.
Can a heart of flesh come from one of lead?
It's been years since I've really trusted You,
Days since I actually cussed at You.
I'm afraid that I've disgusted You...
Can life come from apathy,
From fear and doubt and lethargy?
I don't want any more atrophy...
Truth? What is truth? Seems there are only
Questions, leaving so many lonely
People crying out, "Hold me!"
But we are waking up
But we are standing up
But we are rising up
And we are finding love.
No more travail,
Inhale, exhale;
We didn't fail
After all.