When He Was On The Cross (I Was On His Mind)

I'm not on an ego trip I'm nothing on my own I made mistakes I often slip
just common flesh and bones
But I'll prove someday just why I say
I'm of a special kind
for when he was on the cross
I was on his mind

The look of love was on his face
Thrones were on his head
The blood was on his scarlet robe
stained a crimson red
Though his eyes were on the crowd that day
He looked agead in time
for when he was on the cross
I was on his mind


He knew me, yet he loved me
He whose glory makes the heavens shine
so unworthy of such mercy
yet when he was on the cross
I was on his mind

yet when he was on the cross
I was on his mind