If Confusion Were a Virtue
Some day
This will all make sense to me
When faith is all I have to give
Still all I want is you Lord
Filthy
I come before you everyday
Broken on my hands and knees
You see past the sin in me
Fighting with myself again
Filling up my emptiness
Your love Fills the loneliness
Waiting for you to speak to me, Patiently
I listen to your voice calling me
Nothing can compare to the promise I have in you
Knowing that you're right here next to me
