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Time keeps moving like a highway track; |
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I'm parked on the shoulder with a broken clutch. |
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Never used to struggle with keeping up, |
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till I was drowning in my sorrow with my backside up. |
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I'm losing touch; I'm desperate. |
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I need a miracle...need a miracle. |
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I walked through the shadow with my broken heart; |
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I know that I need Ya' but I've grown too smart. |
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Ten thousand reasons I don't give You time, |
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but it will only take one for you to change my mind. |
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But, I can't help but think: |
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that You have moved along, yeah, You've moved right on. |
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No oh ah... |
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ooohhhh... |
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Beneath the smiles and laughter I'm a mess of a catastrophe. |
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The nights I've spent down on my knees just begging for a sign. |
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I hope that You can see me now for everything I am: |
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an all-conflicted joyless soul that's trapped inside a man. |
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Oh, I can see reason for apathy, |
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cause You don't need me, |
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not the way I need You. |
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Even still, can't help but think I lost |
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a part of me that used to see a way into Your heart, |
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cause I'm comfortable right here |
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with my cup half full; I am comfortable. |
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I don't need a tragedy to shake my solid ground |
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and I don't need a fire sent to burn the good I've found. |
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I understand if You've had a change in plans, |
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cause You don't need me; not the way I need You. |
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Suppose that I am partially to blame; |
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I made some vows that I could never break. |
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I won't be made a victim, not again. |
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I need You now to meet me where I am. |
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I'm losing touch; I'm desperate. |
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I need a miracle...need a miracle. |
