O Daddy, Daddy, do You miss me?
The way I crawled upon Your knee
Those childish games of hide-and-seek, now
Seem a million miles away
Am I lost in some illusion?
Or am I what You'd thought I'd be?
Now it seems I find myself in need to be forgiven
Is there still room upon that knee?
If I give my life, if I lay it down
Can You turn this life around, around?
Can I be made clean by this offering
Of my soul?
Can I be made whole again?
Have I labored all for nothing?
Trying to make it on my own
Fear to reach out for the hand
Of One who'd understand me say
"I'd rather be here all alone"
It's all my fault, I sit and wallow in seclusion
As if I have no hope at all
I guess truth becomes you
I have seen it all in motion that
Pride comes before a fall
If I give my life, if I lay it down
Can You turn this life around, around?
Can I be made clean by this offering
Of my soul?
Can I be made whole again?
Can I offer up this simple prayer?
Pray, it finds a simple ear
A scratch in Your infinite time
Notwithstanding my fallings, notwithstanding my crimes
If I give my life, if I lay it down
Can you turn this life around, around?
Can I be made clean by this offering
Of my soul?
Can I be made whole?
If I give my life, if I lay it down
Can you turn this life around, around?
Can I be made clean by this offering
Of my soul?
Can I be made whole again?
