The Promise is the Same

They might say a I'm sinner, if I don't sing Hallelujah That I'll be forgotten if every song I sing's not to ya But I find peace and holy ground in a little farmhouse in a no-name town Where we say our prayers each night Maybe I'm a dreamer, I still get high on hoping I might close my eyes sometimes, but I keep my hands wide open I question every word I choose, but the answers all come back to you I'm just tryin' to get it right If I got asked to preach on Sunday, what would my sermon be? But You're not hard of hearing, and You're tired of "I'm sorry" Forgive me for the countless ways I've tried to climb to grace I'm singin' it all different now, but the promise is the same After all, I'm human, just skin and bones and pain Still praying for a melody, play out on these six strings I wonder if I'm good enough, and if I'll ever measure up But I'm tryin to get it right If I got asked to preach on Sunday, what would my sermon be? But You're not hard of hearing, and You're tired of "I'm sorry" Forgive me for the countless ways I've tried to climb to grace I'm singin' it all different now, but the promise is the same Yeah, the promise is the same And it's right there in my children's eyes The truth my wandering tried like hell to hide If I got asked to preach on Sunday, what would my sermon be? But You're not hard of hearing, and You're tired of "I'm sorry" So forgive me for the countless ways I've tried to climb to grace I'm singin' it all different now I pray they understand somehow that the promise is the same Yeah, the promise is the same Yeah, the promise is the same