Rescue Me
maybe I have lost my faith
maybe I have lost my trust
babe I am on my knees, begging
begging for you
maybe now my tongue is tied
maybe now my knees are weak
babe I am asking please have mercy
love's cold stones are my walls surrounding
a prisoner, bound and tied and waiting
for you to come rescue me
I am standing at your gates
I am knocking but can't get in
babe save me before it's too late
I'm calling, just calling to you
maybe I could take you home
maybe you could show me inside
woman I need you to know I'm yearning..
yearning for you
love's cold stones are my walls, surrounding
I am your prisoner, just bound and tied and waiting
for you
maybe, my cup overflows
maybe I have more to give
maybe I need you to know
maybe I need you to live
I'm bound and tied, come rescue me
I'm bound and tied, come rescue me
just like you like, bound and tied
just like you like, come rescue me
Blue Clouds
babe's got blue clouds overhead
that stretch for all she can see
the green fields she's lying in
are a little less that what she needs
bobby's got miles of road and yellow lines
that stretch on for days
he lays back his chair to recline
he'll finally get away
and they know it's a sin, to hold it all within
open their arms and they'd feel the blue clouds disappear
babe walks alone on a lonely sidewalk
it helps her ease the pain
the voices inside her want to talk
and remind her of him again
bobby puts the pedal to the floor and drives
hard in the rain
he's a fool for wanting more
his voices speak of shame
and they know it's a sin, to hold it all within
open their arms and they'd feel the blue clouds disappear
if we didn't have the rain
the sun might dry up everything
Lord save us the pain,
and let us see love remain
Soul's Tide
I've been away
a captain who's lonely, my ship has only begun
its journey to you
Maybe she'll take me home; I'll lead this on
like a ship with no sail
on soul's tide. lying babe, just used to your skin
outside: there's only an ocean of dreams
but in here is bleeding
you were naked when I found you
a blanket around you would only discover dust
and rusted innocence; the burning of one's intent
a simple love and leave
on soul's tide. lying babe, just used to your skin
outside: there's only an ocean of dreams
but in here is bleeding
Engines Running
I saw Jesus yesterday, down at the station
He was waiting on a train, I was only waiting
the sky looked like rain, clouds rolled with thunder
as I looked away, I heard a voice from under my breath
said "boy you wanna ride with me, you've gotta believe
this train is coming"
I couldn't see,
but I could hear the engines running
politicians preach; preachers walk on fire
just outside I reach my true heart's desire
soul's weep; reach for a ground that's higher
we could all gather on this hill
but there's no guarantee we'll stay dry there
He said "boy you wanna ride with me, you've gotta believe
this train is coming"
I couldn't see,
but I could hear the engines running
I saw Jesus yesterday, down at the station
He looked at me; I looked away
I must admit, I was a little ashamed
of the path I'm running
said "boy you wanna ride with me, you've gotta believe
this train is coming"
I couldn't see,
but I could hear the engines running
Fallen
Time is comfortable; it's such a relief
this time I'm lost; it's seems
I'm not what I wished to be
but I take the blame
caught in your eyes, they stare me down
I wear a disguise like a foolish crown
I'm not what I wished to be
my eyesight's clear, but I cannot see what knocks me down
they tell you time will ease the pain
maybe I want a fairy tale
maybe we get used to rain
my head's pounding from the hail
the water's inside, in the flood I drown
there's nowhere to hide; I caused it, somehow
I'm not what I wished to be
my eyesight's clear, but I cannot see what knocks me down
and I'm begging to rise, but you only leave me fallen
Do Her Wrong
I've been down in your cage
woman can you see my soul worn raw
I've been down in sin and shame
where there ain't no crime, as some may call
woman won't let my love do her wrong
can't she see, no reason waiting
I sell my heart for her to own
I'm headed down; wanna please my baby
where there ain't no crime, as some may call
woman won't let my love do her wrong
could I be forgiven?
I only want to be her loving man
does it make me guilty
because she knows I sell my soul?
I want to make my prayer, a search for saving
cause when she comes it can't be wrong
I'm headed down to where we've waded
where there ain't no crime, as some may call
woman won't let my love do her wrong
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