The world has kissed me
It gives me everything but you.
It wines the thirst inside me, and dines me for a fool
Could I drink my fill
In every empty toast to life?
But life could never fill me, or hold my gaze, or wet my dusty eyes
If I have anything but you,
If I had everything but youI’d own it for nothing.
I need nothing more than you,
‘Cause I have everything, I found everything in You.
So let me try to learn That these hands I try to trust
Are safer than these kingdoms that slowly turn to rust.
Shall this rust become me? Or will I finally lose it all?
When will this helpless orphan find his place and lose it in his god, for his God?
Everything But You