How long?

All I have been doing is nothing but chasing after the wind
If my heart doesn’t have a room left for you
No. If my heart isn’t all for you

All I have been striving is nothing but chasing after the wind
If I pass all the days accomplishing my perfect plans
But I wouldn’t even greet you

How long will it be ‘til I see your face?
How long will it be ‘til I hear your sweet sound?
How long will it be ‘til I no longer look at myself but you only?
How long will it be ‘til I stop playing my own clown?
How long will it be ‘til I rest like the feather on your water?

I am going nowhere
Starting wherever I am
All over again
You are the only place to be

When jewels are offered
When tears are shed
Where else am I gonna be,
if it’s the only light within?
You are the only place I want to be

I tremble, I shiver, and I fall into the ground
I dread, I stutter and I stumble along
But I’ll go. I will go. I will go near to the throne of grace.

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