"Turn the pageCan't turn the light outEvery word every
lineCarries to my soulDark letters on a pageSinging so loudWhere
did I go wrongnot to hear You.....Eighteen yearsI guess it was
alrightI let You do the thinkingI'd just rather bide my
timeFather to sonSunday hand me downWhere did I go wrongNot to
hear Your songIt's a beautiful soundMoving through the
crowdVoices lifted upOn high for YouIt's a beautiful
songAnd we've only just begun to understandRediscovering
YouTo have found You , and still be looking for YouIs "The
soul's paradox of love"I won't stop now that I'm
freeI'll be chasing YouLike You chase meLead us break
usForm us make usMold us bend usPush us shape usThis is poetry
in motionMercies new everydayThis faith cannot stay stillUntil
we see You face to face"