Under cloudy skies we live our lives, struggling day to day, as trials arise,
Only when the light of Christ breaks through do we find exception to this rule.
Dear exception, please come soon; I miss your company,
Dear exception, don't delay; I will wait patiently,
Will I see you in the kindness of a friend or the beauty of the setting sun?
I have to stop myself from trying...trying to predict what might be coming my way,
I must learn to trust in you, for in your perfection lies the mystery of exception.
Dear exception, please come soon; I miss your company,
Dear exception, don't delay; I will wait patiently,
Will I see you in the laughter of a child or the beauty of a moonlit night?
I have to stop myself from trying...trying to predict what might be coming my way,
I must learn to trust in you, for in your perfection lies the mystery of exception.
I have to stop myself from trying...trying to predict what might be coming my way,
I must learn to trust in you, for in your perfection lies the mystery of exception.
