I’m here waiting for something new to break my heart
So callous laden, that I can’t feel a thing at all
So will You catch my fall?
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside… (Your hand)
Losing my grip falling so far
My hand inside
Fear is keeping time with the beating of my heart
I’m doin’ way too much thinkin’
And it’s tearing me apart
Then I, I feel You reach for me
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside… (Your hand)
Losing my grip falling so far
My hand inside
I hear Your voice and follow (through the dark)
So hard to believe, and still I go
Still I go
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside of… (Your hand)
Losing my grip falling so far
My hand inside, inside of Your hand
From lost and not found, to run and not hide
My hand inside of… (Your hand)
Inside of Your hand
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