You

I've made some choices I should never have made I can see the blood at the end of my blade I'm an empty cathedral that time has erased I've broken apart and I'm heading for the grave The stains of regret are soaked deep in this dress Memories and faces I could never forget Is there still a way to get out of this mess? Am I still a candidate for forgiveness? It's you And the sweetest of love songs is echoing still The sound of a grace that will wash away guilt I'm searching for freedom and I'm done with disgrace In the eyes of a familiar face Oh I know it's you It's you You call me out of this mess that I'm in And you reach out your hand with blood-stained skin Your whispering hope and your whispering grace Who is this man that had my sins erased? Oh it's you It's you It's you, my God It's you Jesus, Jesus Oh how I love, oh how I love you Jesus, Jesus