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Lyrics
Sometime I feel like I could do no better
Than broken glass and cheap wine and emptiness
So I sit here in brazen false humility
Wondering who would ever care to listen to me
It's a scary thing to be so virtually unaware
Of what goes on in the eyes of another
So please don't mind if I stare too closely
I'm not digging deep, I'm just trying not to hide
And oh, is there any left for me?
I'm still searching and I really need to know
And oh, all the wonders that I've seen
Have I found myself into a land where I no longer see
All that's been laid before me?
A wounded soul is something I can take
Just not the barren slumber of this lonely pain
If you hear this, would you come sit next to me?
But, all in all, I know I'll be ok
And oh, is there any left for me?
I'm still searching and I really need to know
And oh, all the wonders that I've seen
Have I found myself into a land where I no longer see
All that's been laid before me?
And if my eyes were open, what would I see?
The glories that one day will be?
Or would it be that I'd more deeply understand
The wonders of his peace?
So I rise this morn from my daily slumber
And wash my face and put on clothes freshly clean
But it seems to me that nothing else has really changed
But I must hope and so I sit and wait
And oh, is there any left for me?
I'm still searching and I really need to know
And oh, all the wonders that I've seen
Have I found myself into a land where I no longer see
All that's been laid before me?
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