This world's a tortured place to be So many things to torment me And as I stumble down this road it takes a toll These days and nights I turn to You
[In my mind, I can see Your face As Your love pours down in a shower of grace Some people tell me that You're just a dream My faith is the evidence of
[What will people think When they hear that I'm a Jesus Freak? What will people do When they find that's it's true?] Separated, I cut myself clean
Life was filled with guns and war And all of us got trampled on the floor I wish we'd all been ready Children died the days grew cold A piece of bread