I tried to write a song and keep it 3 minutes long Get in, get out, nobody gets hurt And I tried a thousand times to fit God between the lines But I'm
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
Savior, please take my hand . I work so hard, I live so fast. This life begins, and then it ends. And I do the best that I can, but I don't know how long
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
Verse: Dear money, i wrote a song for you cause you lead me to believe you buy me everything i need then you, fill me full of emptiness. So money, it
It was prettier than poetry the first time you said hello to me Well, call it crazy, call it meant to be, yeah But it didn't take me long to see That
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
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
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
So it all went wrong I started singing that sad, sad song So convinced that I was on my own But God I know That You won't leave Guess I let it slip my
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
Savior, please take my hand I work so hard, I live so fast This life begins, and then it ends And I do the best that I can, but I don't know how long
Sometimes I I just want to close my eyes And act like everyone's alright When I know they're not This world needs God But it's easier to stand and watch
Three months old, hospital bed Fighting hard for every breath The doctor says, there's not much chance Mom breaks down, oh, once again And I don't know
Well, I live too loud and I talk too much But somehow I don't see it as such Seems like what I love the most Is the sound of my own voice I pray my list
Do you wonder why you have to Feel the things that hurt you? If there's a God who loves you Where is He now? Or maybe there are things you can't see
Every bit of history and every single breath we breathe Has led us here and brought us to our knees From carrying the curse we bear and praying that He
I'm thirsty, God I'm thirsty from drinking what destroys me I'm pouring poison in my cup I'm hungry, God I'm hungry consuming what controls me Somehow
