I'm coming out like a .45 Spinning like a Wurlitzer on overdrive Feeling like electroglide Touch down satellite, feel alright Tonight, return of love
Comin' at ya like a whirlwind A hundred miles an hour's where's we'll begin I spy the eye of apprehension Show me risk and you'll get my attention Come
Lovely traces I can sense You in everything The way that You move me Takes me far away, I seek no escape I'm dreaming through Your eyes I am wandering
I waited patiently for the Lord He inclined and heard my cry He brought me up out of my pit Out of the miry clay And I will sing, sing a new song I will
I heard your record on the telephone It was my cousin, Joan She picked it up and that's up 40 rack and then I read your interview in Rolling Stone You
I see the moon, a million stars are out tonight Gentle reminders of the way You are A sea of glass, a raging storm has come to pass You show Your face
Haunted by a jaded past, never thought that love could last Hope was but a castaway at sea Skepticism took it's toll, closed the windows to my soul Was
with a sting in my voice Not condemnin' men or women, but relayin' a choice Higher ground is the sound that I'm talkin' of Opportunity knocks through
Watch baby, watch baby So I got it like that, I got it like that Suggestions, questions people want to know Is there life after talk 'cause there's talk
I am solo in this world of water Only the tip of a sunrise visible Like the morning light in a little girl's eyes I crave this freedom, I find it only
Say what you want, mean what you say Remember the deepest seeds still find the light of day Do as you please and be who you be I'm telling you this thing
We all wanna be loved, yeah, we all want just a little respect We all wanna be loved, tell me what's wrong with that Oh, somebody tell me A rainy Monday
A preacher shuns his brother 'Cause his bride's a different color And this is not acceptable His papa taught him so It was love that he'd been preaching
This world?s a tortured place to be So many things to torment me And as I stumble down this road it takes a toll These days and nights I turn to You No
Hoping, praying, I've been waiting Everybody needs somebody to love There's no question, straight from heaven You're my angel, I'm so crazy for you You
out there givin' rap a bad name Well I'm here to let you know, we ain't down with that Come on (Rap music) The sound of the times, ya sorta talk lyrics
Separated, I cut myself clean From a past that comes back in my darkest of dreams Been apprehended by a spiritual force And a grace that replaced all
But the two that I'm talkin' of is you and Christ He works He's workin' on my walk And I know He works He's workin' on my talk And my God, He works