Jesus tie these hands
I used to think
That every thing I touched
Turned gold
But it don't
It turns cold
And reason guides this man
Like spring, and fall
And wind to sand
I sway, I sway,
I cannot stand
What do I do,
When it seems I relate to Judas
More than You
And I can't ever
I can't ever
See the end...
Jesus help me see
It's not about consequence
It's peace
And I won't seek
On my own knees
And grace is over me
It's true I feel, I know it's real
But will I live
What I believe