The day I left you was the worst mistake I ever made. Was ready to become something; I didn't need you dragging me down! Thought your love just wasn't enough... My hair combed nice, shoes tied tight; Was ready to conquer life Help unwanted; "I can do this on my own!" And then I found myself wounded... Tripping over myself, Falling, scraping my knee. Sadness fills, for I know I've failed. Why did I leave scared to go back? Hoping you'll take me in with open arms, but also knowing the hurt I've caused... The breeze of angels' wings; Standing there amidst flowers of every being... Tears grow; an orchestra begins to play. "What a beautiful day; why are you alone? Run, child, it's time you come home..." Wounded spirit, face in the dirt; I cried out for you to take me in. Your heart holds me close as I look up to face this world which so scares me... Faith in you; loneliness seems to fade. The man once inside, now a child walking in your footsteps; Hoping to grow up and be just like you, Jesus. Hope held leaves under feet from the trees of fall While listening to autumn's call; A deep breath to continue on, Fragile... Depending on You; Christ carries me the rest of the walk.
The day I left you was the worst mistake I ever made. Was ready to become something; I didn't need you dragging me down! Thought your love just wasn't enough... My hair combed nice, shoes tied tight; Was ready to conquer life Help unwanted; "I can do this on my own!" And then I found myself wounded... Tripping over myself, Falling, scraping my knee. Sadness fills, for I know I've failed. Why did I leave scared to go back? Hoping you'll take me in with open arms, but also knowing the hurt I've caused... The breeze of angels' wings; Standing there amidst flowers of every being... Tears grow; an orchestra begins to play. "What a beautiful day; why are you alone? Run, child, it's time you come home..." Wounded spirit, face in the dirt; I cried out for you to take me in. Your heart holds me close as I look up to face this world which so scares me... Faith in you; loneliness seems to fade. The man once inside, now a child walking in your footsteps; Hoping to grow up and be just like you, Jesus. Hope held leaves under feet from the trees of fall While listening to autumn's call; A deep breath to continue on, Fragile... Depending on You; Christ carries me the rest of the walk.
