I'll be the first to say sorry.
They know not what they do.
I will be here to guide you home, 
I promise I'll never leave.
Lord, forgive them of their trespasses.
They know not what they do.
Forgive them of their foolish ways, 
They know no other way.
Was this your expectation?
Hurt by the ones you love.
If you stay here beside me now, 
I promise I'll keep you warm.
All I can say is I'm sorry.
It wasn't meant to be this way.
Instead of reaching out they push, 
They push away.
Come back to me, they were wrong.
You call yourselves fishers of men, 
All you do is throw your catch back out to sea.
What he gives you take away, you take it away.
All you do we count as loss, we count as loss.
You disgrace us all.