Friday, came home waved to a neighbor I don't know.
He smiled at me and I believed he was doing just fine.
His eyes can't lie.
There's something tearing him up on the inside
I wonder what it is, I should ask him.
But I've got my own life
Will I pass by?
Or am I gonna take the time?
This is what we're here for.
To show the world how You love it.
This is what we're made for.
To lay it all down like You did.
When we feel useless, You still use us.
Help us not forget.
This is what we're here for.
We're here to slow down, reach out
and take a better look around.
Just a little bit of time can change a life
so I won't walk by and leave up to the next guy
I wanna be what I believe all of the time
I've got my own life, but it's not mine.
CHORUS
To give, to love, to be the ones to show that you have overcome the dark,
the night, the pain we fight...that You are alive.
