I’m holding on — Clinging to this life of mine
Afraid to move — Waiting… for the right time
The days of our lives… are passing
Just wasting the hourglass sand
I close my eyes
Try to escape from the truth
Still I see — The reality I must go thru
The only thing I have to offer — Is my weakness
Lord, give me strength
With these hands I lift You high
I want to live my life to make You known
I have given anything of mine
Because it is Yours — And not my own
No more waiting for answers
Or searching around for a sign
You have given me life
In exchange of the wreckage of mine
And the only thing that I have to offer…
Was my weakness — And You give me strength
With these hands I lift You high
I want to live my life to make You known
I’m giving everything of mine
Because it is Yours — And not my own
