What is life that I try to live
For it all on my own
And what is life that I sacrifice
All the things that I should hold
What is this breath except a gift that I
Think that I should own
And who am I to try to be in control
Of more then I could ever know
So what is life except to find what’s worth dying for
And what is this hand that holds me in ways that I just can’t ignore
Even in my mind I know there must be more then I can see
So what is there to live for besides me
What are these deeds that I call good
As if I deserve something more
Is this a lie that I tell myself
To make me think that I’m in control
I give up; I can’t go on this way
I need more to live for
So I give all I have and am to You
For more then I could ever know
Here I was with the answer staring right back at me
I choose to live not for me but for the one who set me free
I know now what to live for besides me
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