I hear a faint voice calling,
But I can't quite grasp the words.
Something strong and so convicting,
I cover my ears, don't wanna hear.
Naive and close-minded,
Young with eyes blinded.
Teach me Lord to listen,
Don't give up on this stubborn person.
I keep running, pretending I don't hear,
The voice gets smaller, but it's still there.
It seems I'm addicted to this running,
Hiding has overwhelmed my life.
Making messes is what I do best,
Playing the fool has become my mask.
The thoughts spinning through my head,
Have made me dizzy and depressed.
Whispering in my ear, telling me to slow down,
Take a breath, and stop being such a clown.
Making others happy, putting on this show,
Body busy, mind churning, heart with pain aflow.
Naive and close-minded,
Young with eyes blinded.
Teach me Lord to listen,
Don't give up on this stubborn person.
Once running away, now letting You in,
Slowly I'm learning, watching You perform.
This task isn't easy, making me transform,
But You don't care what I've done or been.
Feels like every step I take, I'm falling back a mile,
Whatever it takes this stubborn person, see,
Won't turn back, admit defeat, or pull out of this trial.
