My God I am so tired
But I can't seem to sleep
How I wish that I could run away
But I can't find my feet
Of all these voices in my head
Can you tell me which one's Yours
I used to fly over mountains with angels
Now all I ever see is floors
And I'm not saying I want to walk on water
Could You just throw a little bit of rope
And I'm not saying God I need a rainbow
Just a touch of hope
Can you even hear me
Or am I just another voice in the crowd
I swear this must be deafening
When my soul screams out loud
How many times have we been right here
At this line drawn in the sand
Me with my stones and guilty stains
And You with your bloody (outstretched) hands
And I'm not saying I want to walk on water
Could You just throw a little bit of rope
And I'm not saying God I need a rainbow
Just a touch of hope
And I'm not saying I need to move this mountain
Could You just help me up the slope
And I'm not saying I need a resurrection
Just a touch of hope