[Verse 1]
All of my days, they are coming to an end
I am counting down the seconds
And I can no longer pretend
That I am completely content with where I’m at

[Verse 2]
If I met You, I would burn my magazines
Erase all my history, and say I’m sorry
And like a tree, I’d burn my leaves
And bare myself for all to see, and You’d call it beauty

[Chorus]
I am hoping that You’re running down the road to me
Without Your shoes on

[Verse 3]
I am binding every part that's left of me
To a tiny mustard seed, and it is growing
So if my hands should start to bleed
It means loves flowing out of me, let's start rejoicing!

[Interlude]

[Verse 4]
I am roaming, and You are calling me back home
I have never heard that call so strong before
And though my feet walk very slow
And there is death between my bones, I’ll make it home!
[Verse 5]
‘Cause there are days, sometimes even weeks
When I can say for sure I don’t believe
But the days are getting longer in between
Maybe it would help me if we’d meet

[Instrumental Outro]