Monday's Pain

When the highs turn to lows

And the doubt in me grows

Every door seems to close

I’m left wondering if you’re still there

For me

I get tempted to run

From my place in the sun

I might just hide in a cave

And hope they miss me

Does that sound crazy?

Lord, I need you to

Let your spirit fall down

Let your love for me abound

More than a moment, I just feel

Feel me and let it be real

Fall fresh

Because what I feel seems to change

My Sunday joy is Monday’s pain

And the thought of Wednesday brings

Tuesdays, where I just sleep in

But there is more left to do

And your laborers are few

Yes, I hear you calling me Lord

So I’m calling you to see me through

Let your spirit fall down

Let your love for me abound

More than a moment, I just feel

Feel me and let it be real, oh

Fall fresh

Not just that fleeting thing

That is coloring all my good days

But when gray clouds hang low

Is when I need to know

That you’re near

Oh, like how I feel right now

Fed up and burdened down

It seems easier just to creep away

Lord, help me stand and stay, so the world can see

Your love is real and lives in me

Let your spirit fall down, down, down

Let your love for me abound

More than a moment, I just feel

Feel me, yeah

Fall fresh (Lord, I hear of showers)

Fall fresh (You are scattering full and free)

Oh, fall fresh (Over thirsty souls, refreshing)

Fall fresh (Don't forget about me, don't forget about me)

Fall fresh (Fall fresh)

Fall fresh (Yeah)

Oh, fall fresh

Oh, feel me