I've been confined for ten winters now Cold world, a cold man getting by somehow I'm a dead man walking through these concrete halls A mark a week for ten years on these prison walls I've heard of a saving grace, but that grace hasn't set me free And the holy book they gave hasn't done much speaking I know there must something stronger than my pain I need more than a faceless name, I want to believe So this is the first time we have talked I'm drowning in sorrow, You know everything I've lost Does my salvation rest on things I've done If I run to you, are you quick to judge? I'm laying everything down They say You can take my pain and erase mistakes somehow My wife and son are waiting, I'm waiting to be there More than anything I need peace and I can't find it here God of grace and hope, make yourself known I'm tired of trying, I can't make it on my own I was a prisoner before these steel bars My life was gone before this concrete box Ten years of being dead inside Ten years of haunting thoughts and restless nights There's nothing left for me here I'm tired of hate Take everything I am away That I could see Your beauty, and others see You through me All I am is at Your feet Breathe life into me I'm done with emptiness; hollow shell of a man's regrets Create a melody, that I could sing Your praise I can feel you in this place