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Every day I sit and pray to God above |
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To watch over me and my family |
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But every day I seem to pray the same old thing |
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In the same old way, and I start to think |
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That maybe I should change |
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And find something better to say |
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But I've learned to believe |
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You always hear me when I pray |
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So I get down on my knees |
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'Cause I'm stronger than these |
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Voices inside of my head |
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They try to deceive me |
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And make me believe |
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That I would be better instead |
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To take my requests and put them to rest |
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But You're already one step ahead |
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You knew just what I would say |
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Before it was said |
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Every night I lie awake wondering |
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If You're listening to every heartbeat |
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You've told me that You know the deepest part of me |
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And You'll watch over me and my family |
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So I guess I shouldn't change |
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'Cause You hear every word that I say |
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And I knew You are here |
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When I come to You this way |
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So I guess I shouldn't change |
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'Cause You hear every word that I say |
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And I knew You were here |
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When I knelt down today |
