wise men say
only fools rush in
but i can’t help falling in love with you
shall i stay
would it be a sin
if i can’t help falling in love with you
like a river flows
surely to the sea
darling, so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand
take my whole life too
for i can’t help falling in love with you
fumbling his confidence and wondering
why the world has passed him by.
hoping that he’s bent for more
than arguments and failed attempts to fly.
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
somewhere we live inside.
dreaming about providence and
whether mice and men have second tries.
maybe we’ve been living with our eyes half open,
maybe we’re bent and broken.
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
somewhere we live inside.
we want more than the world’s got to offer
we want more than the wars of our fathers
and everything inside screams for second life.
we were meant to live for so much more
have we lost ourselves?
we were meant to live.
I WILL BE HERE steven curtis chapman
tomorrow morning if you wake up
and the sun does not appear
i will be here
if in the dark we lose sight of love
hold my hand and have no fear
’cause i will be here
i will be here
when you feel like being quiet
when you need to speak your mind
i will listen
and i will be here
when the laughter turns to crying
through the winning, losing and trying
we’ll be together
and i will be here
tomorrow morning if you wake up
and the future is unclear
i will be here
as sure as seasons are made for change
our lifetimes are made for years
so i will be here
i will be here
and you can cry on my shoulder
when the mirror tells us we’re older
i will hold you
and i will be here
to watch you grow in beauty
and tell you all the things you are to me
i will be here
i will be true to the promise i have made
to you and to the One who gave you to me
and just as sure as seasons are made for change
our lifetimes are made for years
so i will be here
we’ll be together
i will be here
as i rest against this cold hard wall will You pass me by
will You criticise me as i sit and cry
i have fought so hard and thought that all my battles had been won
only to find the road has just begun
is He not strong enough
is He not pure enough
to break me, pour me out, and start again
is He not brave enough
to take one chance on me
please can i have one chance to start again
will my weakness for an hour make me suffer for a lifetime
is there any way to be made whole again
if i’m willed, renewed and find forgiveness
find the strength i’ve never had
will my scars forever ruin all God’s plan
He took my life into His hands and turned it all around
in my most desperate circumstance
it’s there i finally found
that You are strong enough
that You are pure enough
to break me, pour me out, and start again
that You are brave enough
to take one chance on me
oh thank you for my chance to start again
