Sometimes, when I, Look into the mirror.
I cry, oh God, I wish you were here tonight
And I pray, I say, where are you now?
Oh, I wish I could find out.

In the midst of all this, earthly noise,
I cry out just to hear your, loving voice.
And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, its yours.

And When I had nothing to left to lose,
No one else to chose,
Nothing I could do, nothing else,
Only to run straight to you.

You, You looked into my heart and you said,
My dear child, this is where
It has to start…

Longing just to get it right,
Seeking not, only your hand, tonight.
Wanting to, see your face,
To have the, feeling of your grace.

And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, its yours.

And When I had nothing to left to lose,
No one else to chose,
Nothing I could do, nothing else,
Only to, keep running, straight to you.

And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, is yours. Eternally yours

And when I opened up these tear stained eyes,
I turned to see you standing there,
Forever by my side.

And all I can do, is just to worship you.
Bringing it, all to you, my king.

Everything, this is my offering, is yours. Eternally yours

When I had nothing to left to lose,
No one else to chose,
Nothing I could do, nothing else,
But to run straight to you.

Only to run straight to you…
I’ll keep running straight to you…