Well your words are like liquor on my lips More bitter than I'd like to admit Somewhere down the line it got harder And I've always been rough on my edges I let the voices take stock in my head You lead me in- they take me out Feeding on my smallest doubt I'll never win- I'll never make it without you Dancin' me back to the other side When I'm standing here, with my toes on the Line And you're leading me Through the wilderness in my mind Jesus, you're right on time My ghosts tend to linger behind me The fear of the past keeps its hold What if I make the same mistakes? Will I fall out of your grace? An endless sea I fear I'm nearing the edge of Dance me back to the other side When I'm standing here with my toes on the Line And you're leading me through the wilderness in My mind Jesus, you're right on time Would you hold me? I won't fight it. I won't fight it. Would you hold me? Like when this started- I wont fight it.