Every morning there's a wanting that you follow

It's getting harder than you know

To fill the moments of the morning, they're so hollow

Fill up on empty and go

And every morning there's brokenness you swallow

You try to hide or let go

Of every wanting that you're wanting one to follow

The signs are starting to show


Chorus

I can see it in your eyes

You were made to overcome

I can see it in your eyes

You were made to rise above

I can see it in your eyes

So take these wings and fly


And for tomorrow there's a bottom of a bottle

It's getting harder you know

To drown a problem at the bottom of a bottle

Free fall it's out of control

Every morning there's a wanting that you follow 

It's getting harder you know

So take these wings and fly...