what i’m talking about

another night has seen it’s day
another empty plea for company
am i just blind to the blessings out there?
or is something wrong with my prayers?

i follow rules when i study
hope You’ll lead me where to read
and Your words land like a stone
it’s not good for me to be alone

You are the truth i find hard to believe
are my granted wishes so far up Your sleeve?
maybe it’s too much to ask, too much to doubt
but i know You know what i’m talking about

You came to earth on a mission
save the lost at life’s cost
You endured the desert sun
and though You had 12, they chose to run

and Sunday school – it has taught me
God’s love falls from above
but searching this sky for rain
left me thirsty and weak from pain

You are the truth i find hard to believe
are my granted wishes so far up Your sleeve?
maybe it’s too much to ask, too much to doubt
but i know You know what i’m talking about