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 ahead 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.