I'm looking into eyes

I can see straight to the mind

Catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror

I the thoughts of these

And where I long to be

Desperation for the blood and grace of God



Desperate mind, desperate mind

Desperate mind, desperate mind



Dry white withered bones

Need a drink that I can hold

Eternal water fills my longing, searching soul

I the thoughts of these

Where I long to be

Desperation for God's ever quenching love