Oh, your eyes, they're like fireflies
Points of light in a midnight sky
And I know we are not alone
Even though we don't know where we're going
There is nothing I can tell you
I have no promises to make
There is nothing I can give you
But a deep and holy hand
And oh, my soul, the things it hurts to hold
It overflows and a garden grows
And oh, your soul, and all the hurt you hold
And the mystery untold of a future and a hope
Oh, Father, show us mercy
As we stumble through the dark
Over ground so dry and thirsty
Toward your broken, bleeding heart
And oh, my arms are open wide
And oh, your heart is taking over mine
And oh, my arms are open wide
And oh, my heart is being taken over
And oh, Father, show us mercy
As we stumble through the dark
Over ground so dry and thirsty
Toward your broken, bleeding heart
Oh, your eyes, they're like fireflies
Points of light in a midnight sky