I sometimes hide behind my words
Sometimes Im round the corner from these songs
But words are only words
Like days are only days
And Im nothing for just singing along
The air is hot in Florida
The rain is cold in Maine
The thaw is flooding Washington
And this all feels the same
But Youve brought me to this place where theres nothing else but faith
And this is what I have been given and I will make the best I can
Theres a joy we find in living and a love thats in Your hand
Casons always talking about the sky that covers Kansas
And I wish I could be under it today
Im tired of all the spinning lies
Tired of all this killing time
Tired of always getting in the way
I wish I could conjure up a love song
Wish I could pray the way my friends do back home
Is there a part of You that I still dont believe
Cause this is not what I thought I had been praying for
But this is what I have been given and I will make the best I can
Theres a joy we find in living and a love thats in Your hand
Someday some girl will find my words beautiful
Someday some son will call me dad
Someday I wont wake to find myself lying in another cold and lonely hotel bed
Someday Ill trade in this guitar for a city of golden praise
Someday I wont be here any longer
Someday but this is what I have been given
And I will make the best I can
Theres a joy we find in living
And a love thats in Your hand
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