Lying in the Hands of God

Baby I'll be your soldier Gladly I'll do your bidding For just a taste of what you're holding For just a taste you could own me Me Save your sermons for someone that's afraid to love I'll be right here lying in the hands of God Here it comes diving into me Now the floor is the ceiling If you never flew why would you Cut the wings off a butterfly? Fly Save your sermons for someone that's afraid to love If you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sure I'll be right here lying in the hands of God If you feel angels in your head Teardrop of joy runs down your face You will rise Fillin' me up now drain me Skin begins to grow back slowly Faster until I'm choking I really should call my mother Mother Save your sermons for someone that's afraid to love If you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sure I'll be right here lying in the hands of God I am in love with nothing else Teardrop of joy runs off my face I will rise for someone that's afraid to love If you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sure I'll be right here lying in the hands of God Now the floor is the ceiling If you never flew why would you If you never flew why would you You Why would you