am i led into the desert
or do i go there on my own?
do i have to swing so hard
to get water from a stone
i can’t see a burning bush
i can’t see your signs
i wish you’d come and tell me
something that i can’t deny
say you love me
tell me i’m beautiful
say you love me
tell me i’m beautiful
tell me i’m worth it.
i would sit right by the fire
they’d ask me and i would deny
and i’d stand back in the corner
till i put a finger in your side
acting embarrassed, you entered the room
but every guy noticed like you wanted him to
so hot air conditioner turned on
you move like wind – quickly gone
a couple of guys were elbowed in the ribs
but they said, “darling, i don’t find her attractive!”
even the trees bend to give you shade
and for once this concrete was glad it got laid
you’re not the kind of girl boys take home
more like the kind of girl they follow
she wept upon my shoulder
she whispered in my ear
i saw the oceans swelling
in her tears
she hugged me and she warned me
she’d never feel the same
i took the touch over the truth
i am the only one to blame.
let him run his fingers through your hair
let him sing to you a song
when you’re afraid, you’ll try to run away
let him tell you that you’re wrong
let him kiss you full upon the mouth
let him brush against your breast (take away your breath)
show him hints of heaven
let him seek to find the rest
let him squeeze your thigh and smile
let him call himself your man
and all along you sweetly
let him fall into your hand
let him talk to you till morning
let him love till the end
and when you find a newer flavor
let him be then just a friend
let him take you out on friday night
let him make you so happy
but you’ll realize he’s not the one
let him lead you straight to me
if i loved you
i meant REALLY loved you
wouldn’t i want to make you happy?
wouldn’t i feel more than i can explain?
if i loved you
wouldn’t i change?
if i trusted you
i mean REALLY trusted
would i be so afraid of the future?
would i make excuses for what has been said
if i trusted you for daily bread?
if i believed you
then i’d need you
if i saw in you
what i have praised
would i let your name fall
loosely from my tongue?
if i truly meant what i never say
if i chased the light of the ending day
would you see the hunger, desire
if i loved you more than i love the fire
if i loved you i would chase
if i trusted i’d dance
if i believed i would laugh
they say such things are mere chance!
there’s a voice in my head muttering, “God, no”
there’s a voice in my head shouting, “i told you so”
and all of my choices have led me to this
imagine all chances i’ve missed
to make something of what i’ve seen
but i let hope get the best of me
i let hope get the best of me
and the truth is i can’t really see
what is or is not best for me
my deepest feelings
my secret dreams
love is the ocean
but i drown in the streams
all of my choices have led me to this
God, you know everything i’ve missed
when i let hope get the best of me
so many stories remain untold
hidden by crumbling walls
cut short phone calls
eighty story falls
we trade these imaginations
of unwitnessed scenes
over pennsylvania green
top floors and in between
this earth absorbs the stories
no tongue will ever form
it weeps them from the storm
when september nights are warm
i’m useless
i’m sad and ashamed
i’d rather shed selfish tears
than speak Your name
but nothing around here
reminds me of You
taking a scapel to myths
i wanted to be true
but i won’t sing those songs
unless i mean amazing grace
but more than your voice
i want You to put me in my place
i’m thirsty, Lord
give me a taste (of the reason for pain) i’ll go on again
i’m thirsty, Lord
lift up my chin in this rain
i’ve heard it said before
thinking men get nothing done
when i finally find the will to fight
i find the enemies won
but i survive, and they look down
i’m all wrapped up in my hypocrisy
forgive me for falling so far
and taking Your name down with me
thank You for the drought
You knew a flood would have me think
that i deserve these gifts
when i’m just begging for a drink
i tell myself lies in the light of every day
when i swear that this will go away
in four months, in an afternoon
in the time it takes to say ‘I Do.’
can’t tell a story without an ending
i keep reading signals you aren’t sending
but i know i will get over you
in the time it takes to say ‘I Do.’
how does the heart of man get so hardened
on a wish that once was faint
now it’s pounding out a rhythm
how does the sinner dance with the saint
yet we find when the music ends
all we’re left with his a handful of friends
i want someone who knows me best
the sun always returns to the west
if there’s such a thing as love
what does it feel like when it’s true?
if there’s such a thing as love
is it how i feel for you?