Flesh abused, soul confused
Lost and broken, bound and gagged
Stripped of pride while dressed in drag
Alone now I step outside
And I hear you crying as you cross my mind
Flesh abused, soul confused
Lost and broken, bound and gagged
Stripped of pride while dressed in drag
I’m calling on the morning light to come
Falling forward in my dreams
If only You would hear me scream
I’m calling on the mourning of Your son
Alone now I step outside
And I watch you crying as you cross my mind
I’m falling forward in my dreams
If only You would hear me scream
I’m calling on the morning light to come
Turning out the darkest light
Turning darkness into night
I’m calling on the mourning of Your son
Could it be that it’s the, the enemy?
Could it be that it’s he, he’s royalty?
Could it be that it’s the, the Christ in me?
Could it be that it’s He, His sovereignty!
Alone now I step outside
And I hear You crying as you cross my mind
Alone now I step outside
And I see You smiling as I cross the line
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