Talking to God

and here i sit
just like before
empty house
cold door
my heart and empty room
and again
it's like this again
I don't want to pretend
he turned his back
poor sad friend
and the waiting begins
everytime harder
is this the Big Job
not knowing
hearts pounding
impatience growing
what's this life for?
Leaving open doors
how strong do we have to be
how many times
we forgive as Thee
what do I see....
a sea of people,
my heart racing, crying
we're all dying
but I keep trying
and just like I said before
if it never changes, just show me the door
I'll stay, I'll stay
but I refuse to lay down
it's not fair, and I can't bear too see
him crashing, while, we chasing
this golden cow...not sure now...it's this what this life is for?
Oh, the lies I hide, so deep down inside
praying that prying eyes will never find
the dark that's behind...I'm tired
and I want to live up to my calling
Oh God, please keep me from falling
and keep me reaching out to those hands
Scarred and Marred, but if I could just touch
those hands, I would seek refuge in your arms
I am seeking refuge in your arms...
please, hear me, don't let all this be in vain
sing me to sleep and awaken me tomorrow
to lift you high, at least, I'll try.