Follow the fold

I always thought I was

A little boy to his father

What the shepherd says he does



You greeting me with comfort

You greeted me with love

A touch of pure redemption

Comes only from above

Comes only from above



CHORUS:

I want to follow you

I need to follow you 

I want to follow you

I need to follow the fold



Walking the line

Falling out of place

Seven lights that guide me

To the hands of grace



Oh you never failed to notice

My lackluster claim to faith

Once shining and updated

I've let it go to waste

I've let it go to waste