| Song | Your Song |
| Artist | Corrinne May |
| Album | Crooked Lines |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Silent, wordless | |
| Everything was still | |
| You breathed us, yearned for us | |
| Our hearts began to thrill | |
| A brand new creation | |
| A symphony | |
| Written from above | |
| Written out of Love | |
| Chorus: | |
| Let me be Your instrument | |
| Let me be Your voice | |
| Let me be the reservoir | |
| Where thirsty hearts rejoice | |
| Let me be the hand | |
| That wipes the tears away | |
| Oh Lord, | |
| If it be Your will | |
| Let me be Your Song | |
| A violin, a piano | |
| Each one has a role | |
| Major or minor | |
| Or just a single note | |
| So take the time to stay in tune | |
| Cause we’ll never know | |
| When we’re called to play | |
| It could be today | |
| (Chorus) | |
| A song of hope for the hopeless | |
| A song of comfort for the pain | |
| A song that warms the frozen hear that | |
| It might beat again | |
| For what am I but a single breath | |
| That only You sustain | |
| The less I get in the way, | |
| The more the Master can let the music play | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Oh Lord, | |
| If it be Your will | |
| Let me be Your Song |
| Silent, wordless | |
| Everything was still | |
| You breathed us, yearned for us | |
| Our hearts began to thrill | |
| A brand new creation | |
| A symphony | |
| Written from above | |
| Written out of Love | |
| Chorus: | |
| Let me be Your instrument | |
| Let me be Your voice | |
| Let me be the reservoir | |
| Where thirsty hearts rejoice | |
| Let me be the hand | |
| That wipes the tears away | |
| Oh Lord, | |
| If it be Your will | |
| Let me be Your Song | |
| A violin, a piano | |
| Each one has a role | |
| Major or minor | |
| Or just a single note | |
| So take the time to stay in tune | |
| Cause we' ll never know | |
| When we' re called to play | |
| It could be today | |
| Chorus | |
| A song of hope for the hopeless | |
| A song of comfort for the pain | |
| A song that warms the frozen hear that | |
| It might beat again | |
| For what am I but a single breath | |
| That only You sustain | |
| The less I get in the way, | |
| The more the Master can let the music play | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh Lord, | |
| If it be Your will | |
| Let me be Your Song |
| Silent, wordless | |
| Everything was still | |
| You breathed us, yearned for us | |
| Our hearts began to thrill | |
| A brand new creation | |
| A symphony | |
| Written from above | |
| Written out of Love | |
| Chorus: | |
| Let me be Your instrument | |
| Let me be Your voice | |
| Let me be the reservoir | |
| Where thirsty hearts rejoice | |
| Let me be the hand | |
| That wipes the tears away | |
| Oh Lord, | |
| If it be Your will | |
| Let me be Your Song | |
| A violin, a piano | |
| Each one has a role | |
| Major or minor | |
| Or just a single note | |
| So take the time to stay in tune | |
| Cause we' ll never know | |
| When we' re called to play | |
| It could be today | |
| Chorus | |
| A song of hope for the hopeless | |
| A song of comfort for the pain | |
| A song that warms the frozen hear that | |
| It might beat again | |
| For what am I but a single breath | |
| That only You sustain | |
| The less I get in the way, | |
| The more the Master can let the music play | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh Lord, | |
| If it be Your will | |
| Let me be Your Song |