viernes, 7 de septiembre de 2007

Shaun Groves

Walking with you is not without hazardsTrippings this traveler's cursePrice paid for falling is more than my stumbleIn a world that is watching and waiting for words
But I listened when You said to goAnd I set out in spite of my fearsAbout truth mixed with my imperfectionAnd the question of what to say when I got here
And now that I'm hereShould I tell them that You are the one who has made meAnd saved me and set up a home there insideShould I tell them that I am a perfect exampleOf all You can do with a life.What should I say to them?What if I'm failing them?What should i tell the tonight?
Now don't get me wrongI'm thankful to be hereWith this song to sing and a spotlight on me,But lately I'm wondering if you are mistaken,If you're seeing all of me there is to see.
Cause on every face I detectThe same questions I've posed to you Like do you speak through the imperfectAre we too dirty for your light to get through?I want your light to get through.
What should I tell them whenThey're thirsty LordMy cup is empty LordCome and lead me here in this placeCuz I'm honest, yeah, but I'm unpreparedAnd I'm just plain afraid

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