If you wanted my attention
You got it with no reservation
You can’t bring me down to my knee
For my prayer is continuously free

But when you’ve got the beat despite the feat
I can see the future and what is in store is defeat
But weakness is amidst the very poor
Gaining God’s strength against the gore

I have nothing to confess anymore
So here I am standing on your shore
Waiting for you to say hi to me
To capture your love so free