The dirt in this place has filled my eyes
And I can't see, no I can't see a thing
Perhaps this next step will take me home

Or for all I know, lead me to certain death

Pretty Sunday, wooden pews

Word of God, healing for my soul
Friday night, rusty park bench
Laughter and addictions for my pain


Cause I don't know who's winning this tug of war
But it better be You, it better be You

For heaven's sake, my heart's about to rip in two
So it better be You, it better be You


Sometimes I don't know why You would fight
Take battle scars and waste Your angels on me
Cause when you ask me if I love You

In all I do, at best I say "I don't know"*

Tonight I pray, tonight I cry

For kindred souls, souls that have starved like mine
And so I sing, and so I shout
So we might give and sing our hearts out to You!


Cause I don't know who's winning this tug of war
So let it be You, let it be You

For heaven's sake, my heart's about to rip in two
So let it be You, let it be You