I'm not on an ego trip
I'm nothing on my own
I've made mistakes and often slip
I'm just common flesh and bones
But I'll prove someday just what I say
I'm of a special kind
For while He was on the cross
I was on His mind
The look of love was on His face
The thorns on His head
The blood was on that scarlet robe
And it was stained in crimson red
Though His eyes were on the crowd that day
He looked ahead in time
For while He was on the cross, listen
You were on His mind
He knew me, yet He loved me
He whose glory makes the Heaven shine
I'm so unworthy of such mercy
For while He was on the cross
I was on His mind
Yes, while He was on the cross
You were on His mind
He knew me, yet He loved me
He whose glory makes the Heaven shine
I'm so unworthy of such mercy
For while He was on the cross
I was on His mind
Yes, while He was on the cross
I was on His mind