| Calloused and bruised, dazed and confused
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| My Spirit is left wanting something more
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| Than my selfish hopes, and my selfish dreams
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| I’m lying with my face down on the floor
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| Crying out for more, crying out for more
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| Cause I can’t think of anything worth saying
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| But I know that I owe you my life
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| Every night, every day
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| I find that I have nothing I can say
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| So I stand here in silence, awaiting Your guidance
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| I’m wanting only Your voice to be heard
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| Let them be Your Words, let them be Your Words
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| Cause I can’t think of anything worth saying
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| But I know that I owe you my life
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| I just don’t understand this life that I’ve been living
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| I just don’t understand, I just don’t understand
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| I just don’t understand these lies I’ve been believing
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| I just don’t understand, I just don’t understand
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| Cause I can’t think of anything worth saying
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| But I know that I owe you my life
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| Cause I can’t think of anything worth saying
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| But I know that I owe you my life
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| Give me words to speak
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| Don’t let my spirit sleep
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| I know that I owe you my life
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| Owe my life, owe my life
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| I know that I owe you my life
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| Owe my life, my life |