The dirt in this place has filled my eyes

And I can't see, no I can't see a thing

Perhaps this next step will take me home

Or for all I know, lead me to certain death



Pretty Sunday, wooden pews

Word of God, healing for my soul

Friday night, rusty park bench

Laughter and addictions for my pain



Cause I don't know who's winning this tug of war

But it better be You, it better be You

For heaven's sake, my heart's about to rip in two

So it better be You, it better be You



Sometimes I don't know why You would fight

Take battle scars and waste Your angels on me

Cause when you ask me if I love You

In all I do, at best I say "I don't know"*



Tonight I pray, tonight I cry

For kindred souls, souls that have starved like mine

And so I sing, and so I shout

So we might give and sing our hearts out to You!



Cause I don't know who's winning this tug of war

So let it be You, let it be You

For heaven's sake, my heart's about to rip in two

So let it be You, let it be You