Monkey_Mania
I Am The One Who Knocks
Lord,
I come to you now for guidance. I just cant do this on my own anymore. I need someone to talk to when the going gets hard. I always feel like I am so insignificant. Like nobody notices me. I know that you do though. I need to have some direction, please point me in the right one. I don't know what is wrong or right anymore. Lord, I come to you in a time of need. A time where I feel sensibility slipping away, a time where the devil has got his hands on me. Each day I wake up I feel like less of a man. I feel reality slipping, I feel like I am losing grasp on everything. I come to you now so you know. As if you don't already. I hope you can make all the pain go away, all wounds healed. I pray for your wisdom in tough spots. Lord, I hope you hear this. Because I don't know if i'm all there anymore.
Somewhere between the hot and the cold,
Somewhere between the new and the old.
Somewhere between, who I am and who I used to be.
Somewhere in the middle you'll find me.
Somewhere between the wrong and the right,
Somewhere between the darkness, and the light.
Somewhere between, who I was and who you're making me.
Somewhere in the middle you'll find me.
Just how close can I get Lord, to my surrender, Without losing all control?
Fearless warriors in a picket fence,
Reckless abandon wrapped in common sense
Deep water faith in the shallow end and we are caught in the middle
With eyes wide open to the differences,
The God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His,
Or are we caught in the middle? Am I caught in the middle?
Somewhere between my heart and my hands.
Somewhere between my faith and my plans,
Somewhere between the safety of the boat and the crashing waves
Somewhere between a whisper and a roar
Somewhere between the altar and the door
Somewhere between contented peace and always wanting more
Somewhere in the middle, You'll find me
Just how close can I get Lord, to my surrender, without losing all control?
Fearless warriors in a picket fence,
Reckless abandon wrapped in common sense
Deep water faith in the shallow end and we are caught in the middle
With eyes wide open to the differences,
The God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His,
Or are we caught in the middle? Am I caught in the middle?
Lord, I feel You in this place and I know You're by my side
Loving me even on these nights when I'm caught in the middle
I'm sorry if I offended anyone. I needed to do this...for myself.
I come to you now for guidance. I just cant do this on my own anymore. I need someone to talk to when the going gets hard. I always feel like I am so insignificant. Like nobody notices me. I know that you do though. I need to have some direction, please point me in the right one. I don't know what is wrong or right anymore. Lord, I come to you in a time of need. A time where I feel sensibility slipping away, a time where the devil has got his hands on me. Each day I wake up I feel like less of a man. I feel reality slipping, I feel like I am losing grasp on everything. I come to you now so you know. As if you don't already. I hope you can make all the pain go away, all wounds healed. I pray for your wisdom in tough spots. Lord, I hope you hear this. Because I don't know if i'm all there anymore.
Somewhere between the hot and the cold,
Somewhere between the new and the old.
Somewhere between, who I am and who I used to be.
Somewhere in the middle you'll find me.
Somewhere between the wrong and the right,
Somewhere between the darkness, and the light.
Somewhere between, who I was and who you're making me.
Somewhere in the middle you'll find me.
Just how close can I get Lord, to my surrender, Without losing all control?
Fearless warriors in a picket fence,
Reckless abandon wrapped in common sense
Deep water faith in the shallow end and we are caught in the middle
With eyes wide open to the differences,
The God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His,
Or are we caught in the middle? Am I caught in the middle?
Somewhere between my heart and my hands.
Somewhere between my faith and my plans,
Somewhere between the safety of the boat and the crashing waves
Somewhere between a whisper and a roar
Somewhere between the altar and the door
Somewhere between contented peace and always wanting more
Somewhere in the middle, You'll find me
Just how close can I get Lord, to my surrender, without losing all control?
Fearless warriors in a picket fence,
Reckless abandon wrapped in common sense
Deep water faith in the shallow end and we are caught in the middle
With eyes wide open to the differences,
The God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for His,
Or are we caught in the middle? Am I caught in the middle?
Lord, I feel You in this place and I know You're by my side
Loving me even on these nights when I'm caught in the middle
I'm sorry if I offended anyone. I needed to do this...for myself.
