you?ll end this twilight Twilight, twilight I?m torn inside my soul tonight The dawning day, the dying night Oh rid my soul of twilight Oh rid my soul of twilight
When we love the least When we love the weak When we love these We love Jesus Jesus brings a meal for tips Jesus trying hard to quit Jesus raising
I just want a place to rest Look out on a day?s sunset Someone there to share it with A hand to hold when this world turns Lord I want so many things
At the risk of sounding shallow Maybe trivial or trite Emotional or mellowed Well, how can I say this right? Guess, I?m not the kind that figures
My life is like a canvas And on most days I do my best To fill it in with my mess Til? your image can?t be seen How I love self-centered sketches
I?m scared to wander outside major keys So I sing a song that I wrote just to please The fools and the fakes, afraid just like me To be honest I
There?s a couple laughing At the table next to mine The waiter keeps on asking me if I?m alright I hate to bore him with the truth So I?ll just lie
Hope has come To the world Heaven?s son is Born to earth To hide beneath our Flesh and bone Call us friend And call this home Emmanuel God
I see America from airplane windows Center front row On top of the world Looking out on this quilt of old scraps These green squares laid flat Like
