A scruffy boy goes walkin' round 

On a cold night ponderin' 

And his mind goes wanderin'



To a time and place where hope was young 

So he reminisces of the God he misses 

And he's crying out 



You give me something to believe 

So give me something to believe with 

Cause my wits are running out 

Give me courage to go on 

The narrow path is looking dark 

Looking like it'd be 

Only traveled by gullible me 



It works for me but not for them 

So I'm still holding on 

While they go moving on 



And I am sharing something I don't understand 

I'm needing You so much, but not like You're some crutch 

And so I'm here still crying out