Coffee stained paper and pen in my hand
I've been up for hours and I don't understand
I've been studying this map for a while now
But I can't seem to find where to go
I'm stargazing now with my feet on the ground
Looking for a sign or a reason why
Captivated by the human race
I forget the reason for grace
These letters seem so relevant to my wondering soul
But they change as I wither and grow
From the four things I've felt
To the five things I've thought
To the three things I've done
These letters seem so relevant to my wondering soul
But they change as I wither and grow
From the four things I've felt
To the five things I've thought
To the three things I've done
Help me someone
Who you are lies in the divine
You've got a life to live
In holy design
I am who I say I am
You are who you are
So don't you fret my son
Just take a step