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When the spotlight turns
White anger shows through
If I trusted my feet,
The fall would never come
It's a hard thing to keep
Why must I blow in the wind?
You're always there
A foothold in the cliff
No wonder I can never make it to the top;
To let yourself be helped....

And why should you care?
My worth is non-existant
If only my ego had room for pointers,
Steadfast would I see,
Because it's only within Thee
That I can find my peace

When I look at the filth on my hands,
Why don't i wash my heart?
Why can't I shout out in remorse?
On my own I just can't make it....

When I hear Your words,
Why don't I smile?
If I can't drink from a fountain,
My heart will harden into concrete

When I do hold on to You,
My eyes can see the truth
After all you've done,
There is no room for anything else
And my heart swells
Muscles long unused come to life

You are the stars and the sky
I'm but a grain of sand
And why should You care?
But it's because you do
That I can have my peace
And something to hold on to
So hold on with me.