
Here I am once again fallen and displaced.
Here I am once again a beautiful disgrace.
Where should I go now that I have sinned?
Where should I go, surely you don’t want me back again?
I have fallen many times before,
Now I can’t bring myself to your door.
Please don’t call on me.
I’m not the one; I can’t be your everything.
Don’t tell me I am perfect,
For there is much to correct.
Don’t tell me about your unbinding love.
Even your love isn’t enough.
The holes are deep
The scars they heap.
The wounds don’t heal
The heart never seals.
I’m not blaming you,
There’s just no more to do.
So don’t feel sorry for the loss.
Just consider it one less for the cross.
Be happy that you don’t have to contend with me
Be happy you don’t have to see.
Here I am once again a beautiful disgrace.
Where should I go now that I have sinned?
Where should I go, surely you don’t want me back again?
I have fallen many times before,
Now I can’t bring myself to your door.
Please don’t call on me.
I’m not the one; I can’t be your everything.
Don’t tell me I am perfect,
For there is much to correct.
Don’t tell me about your unbinding love.
Even your love isn’t enough.
The holes are deep
The scars they heap.
The wounds don’t heal
The heart never seals.
I’m not blaming you,
There’s just no more to do.
So don’t feel sorry for the loss.
Just consider it one less for the cross.
Be happy that you don’t have to contend with me
Be happy you don’t have to see.
No comments:
Post a Comment