| I can see you’re lonely
|
| You go to lunch alone again
|
| And my excuse ain’t good enough
|
| You think you lost me as your* friend
|
| But I miss you too, and I need you
|
| But I got so much to do
|
| I wanna know why my priorities
|
| Are seldom me and you
|
| Give me the faith that moves the mountains
|
| Mountains of sorrow and despair
|
| Take me through journeys of redemption
|
| Lord, make this broken angel sing
|
| When my feet are weary
|
| And the mountains seem too steep
|
| Lord, won’t you help me, carry me
|
| To a place where I find peace?
|
| Shine on my voice, so people hear it
|
| Lead me to speak the words of joy
|
| Oh Lord, I have nothing here within me
|
| No, but in you is everything
|
| I wanted things in life that no one could supply
|
| I’ve searched for happiness, but been to hurt to fly
|
| I’m waiting for somewhere to belong
|
| A place where I find peace
|
| And I will* be free
|
| Shine on my voice, so people hear it
|
| Lead me to speak the words of joy
|
| Oh Lord, I have nothing here within me
|
| No, but in you is everything
|
| So Lord, make this broken angel sing |