How can I feel so empty
when I'm supposed to be full of you
yet I lay here crying
not knowing what I should do

The farther I feel from you
the farther you drift away
losing the power of the words
that I always used to say

I've lost all my control
because I had to take control
instead of letting you drive

And all of this wrestling
has taken its toll
and I feel less and less alive

the fire is gone inside
and I know I need to seek shelter in you
but my own will prevails
and I keep saying I don't want to
even though I really do

Please, God, just take my will
rearrange my inner face
that has turned to the wicked
instead of your grace