Find Our Way

Have we fallen through the cracks coming from the wrong side of the tracks Rather living somewhere inside the divide for no physical locality do we reside If you could cup my passionate spirit inside your hand Perhaps my ambitious tenacity you'd understand And with that same hand write our fate in stone but I know we are atleast safe and not alone If you could live inside my heart Perhaps you'd know my spirit isn't a la carte' For inside I'm whole in this broken world Our special song sings prayers to the lord It sings praises of glory for God's metaphor Is this world civil? I think not, I implore Realize now his plans our bigger than mine We plan a house, and He plans our eternal design If you could listen to my song never sung Perhaps my heart would never again get rung We all come from somewhere they say But it is only with Jesus we find our way And they say all who wander are not lost But at what price and what the cost? By Susan Mills