Once I stood alone so proud
Held myself above the crowd
And now I'm low on the ground.
From here I look around to see
What avenues belong to me
I can't tell what I've found.
Now what would You have me do
I ask You please?
I wait to hear.
The mother, and the matador,
The mystic, each were here before,
Like me, to stare You down.
You appear without a face,
I feel Your unseen frown.
I ask You please?
The word,
You say.
Would I
Obey?
The desert, and the ocean floor
Forgive me all my blindnesses
My weakness and unkindnesses
My fist against eternity
And will You break my will?
Now what would You have me do
I ask You please?
I wait to hear
Your voice,
The word
You say
I wait
To see Your sign
Could I
Obey?
Now what would You have me do
I ask you please?
I wait to hear
Your voice,
The word
You say
I wait
To see Your sign
Could I
Obey?