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
