I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you.
To the desperate eyes and reaching hands
To the suffering and the lean
To the ones the world has cast aside
Where you want me I will be
I will go, Lord, send me
To the world, to the lost, to the poor and hungry
Take everything I am, clay within your hands
I will go, send me
Give me eyes to seek the pain
Let the blessing You've poured out on me
Not be spent on me in vain
Can you feel the hearts of the children?
Aching for home, for something of their very own
Reaching hands, with nothing to hold on to,
But hope for a better day, a better day
Crying Jesus, help me
To feel the love again in my own land
But if unknown roads lead away from home,
Give me loving arms, away from harm
Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before
You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye
Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes
You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye
I've got my memories
They're always
Inside of me
But I can't go back
Back to how it was
Created for a place
I've never known
And I got my heart
Set on
What happens next
We are miracles
And we're not alone
1 comment:
I love Regina Spektor. I've never had a favorite singer, until a few days ago I discovered about 43 songs of hers to add to three I already had :-)
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