I sometimes hide behind my words

Sometimes Im round the corner from these songs

But words are only words

Like days are only days

And Im nothing for just singing along

The air is hot in Florida

The rain is cold in Maine

The thaw is flooding Washington

And this all feels the same

But Youve brought me to this place where theres nothing else but faith

And this is what I have been given and I will make the best I can

Theres a joy we find in living and a love thats in Your hand

Casons always talking about the sky that covers Kansas

And I wish I could be under it today

Im tired of all the spinning lies

Tired of all this killing time

Tired of always getting in the way

I wish I could conjure up a love song

Wish I could pray the way my friends do back home

Is there a part of You that I still dont believe

Cause this is not what I thought I had been praying for

But this is what I have been given and I will make the best I can

Theres a joy we find in living and a love thats in Your hand

Someday some girl will find my words beautiful

Someday some son will call me dad

Someday I wont wake to find myself lying in another cold and lonely hotel bed

Someday Ill trade in this guitar for a city of golden praise

Someday I wont be here any longer

Someday but this is what I have been given

And I will make the best I can

Theres a joy we find in living

And a love thats in Your hand