Testo A Month Of Moments Poor Old Lu
I count the words in me
ââ¬ÅIf you could only see
Sometimes choice is crippling
Abide in Meââ¬ï¢
Am I full of pride or lost inside?
When I stand alone I am alone
(And I) have not the strength to break this shame
(And why) if I hate the sin and let it in
Do I see His arms are open wide
It's deafening to hear the ring of sin
And the waves are crashing in
Will I ever, ever win?
So take me home
I find these words in me
ââ¬ÅIf you would only see
The choice could make you free
Abide in Meââ¬ï¢
Am I full of pride or lost inside?
When I stand alone I am alone
(And I) have not the strength to break this shame
(And why) if I hate the sin and let it in
Do I see His arms are open wide
And the moment was or the moment is
(Help me stand in the present time)
And the moment was or the moment is
(Help me stand in the present time)