I have lived to gain the praise of man / Felt the weight upon my skin / I have wandered into fields of fame / Tasting all the finest and chasing after things that I won’t take with me when I am gone // None compare to You // I have watched the night yield to the sun / Overwhelmed and overcome / I have heard the sweetest symphonies rushing in like morning’s bride / I’ve been satisfied by lesser things / But when they’re next to You
