Standing on Tip Toes, Hoping I Can See the Ground

Feels like a desert rain, more like a hurricane
Looks like a thorny rose, dressed in God’s own clothes
Sounds like a distant sound, hope a melody is found

Kaleidoscope of views, while no ones in the pews
Born to posture, ever changing roster
Striving to succeed, punishment follows good deeds

I pour out my heart, pour out my love
I pour out my heart, pour out my love
Need a shot of novacaine, to ease the pain
Need a cold heart to heat, finding meaning between the beats

Fighting a resilient rage, trying to turn the page
Searching for sunny days, clouds stay in my way
Overwhelmed, a stunning view, pleasures all too few

I pour out my heart, pour out my love
I pour out my heart, pour out my love
Need a shot of novacaine, to ease the pain
Need a cold heart to heat, finding meaning between the beats

Addicted to life that’s bitter, sober thoughts of life that’s better
Eyes set on morning after, darkness shrouds future laughter
Standing on tip toes, hoping I can see the ground

I pour out my heart, pour out my love
I pour out my heart, pour out my love
Need a shot of novacaine, to ease the pain
Need a cold heart to heat, finding meaning between the beats

Sense a new day is coming, need a new way of thinking
Sense a new hunger for learning, need a new way of teaching
Sense a new redemption, a new way of salvation

I pour out my heart, pour out my love
I pour out my heart, pour out my love
No need for novacaine, there’s a new meaning to pain
My cold heart heats, my new heart beats
I am done with the chase, unwrapped by the gift of GRACE