Talk to me…cause I’ve been talking to myself
Help me get these thoughts out of my own head
I don’t believe, most days I don’t believe
Mercy is true, it’s hard to live with the things I do
So God, bruise the heels we’ve dug in the ground
That we might move closer to Love
Pull out the roots we’ve dug in so deep
Finish what You’ve started
Help us to believe
Keep our eyes wide open
Love is kind and Love is daring
everything we need to keep our eyes wide open