Prodigal
The garden was young then
And the lovers were new
The fig leaves were green yet
And the tree had itʼs fruit
She wanted to be God
She ate unto her death
Her lover, he tasted the fruit of regret
Theyʼre never going back again
I had all that I wanted
But I stole anyway
I lied and I cheated
Iʼll suffer the same
I wanted to be God
Now Iʼm falling to my knees Iʼm asking to come home
A servant to the King
And Iʼm never going back again
I fall before you naked and ashamed
Yet in my weakness, perfect is your strength
You clothe me in grace and now I stand unstained
And Iʼm never going back again
And I donʼt want to be God.....