Could it be that I'm the one
Who's never listening to the God
Who's ever speaking
Never sleeping
Ever seeking me?
Could it be that my disobiedience
Is the dam that holds the water back
For which I am so thirsty?
I ask myself
Could it be me?
Who's never listening to the God
Who's ever speaking
Never sleeping
Ever seeking me?
Could it be that my disobiedience
Is the dam that holds the water back
For which I am so thirsty?
I ask myself
Could it be me?