...You Just Might See It

I thought I knew what it meant to be thankful And I was sure as hell that what I had was enough But God's got a funny way of breaking down our walls And I've got this thorn in me that makes me feel so small So here I lay Watching the moon rise And I'll give thanks For each day of my life I'm wishing my days didn't go by so quickly The people that shaped me, their faces stick with me So I'm learning now what it means to be thankful And I was sure as hell that what I had was enough But God's got a funny way of breaking down or walls And I've got this thorn in me that makes me feel so small And God's got a funny way of breaking our composure My dad always told me, he just wants you closer You see I Never thought that I would feel this drained So tired from the fight, white knuckles on my life I'm letting go of what I think I should be I'll die myself God, I'll let you change me And God's got a funny way Of breaking down our walls And I've got this thorn in me That makes me feel so small But we're all the same The struggles that we face Make us feel as though We're not worthy of his grace I know your pain It feels so very real But your worth is not embedded In the way it makes you feel