I'm trying so hard
to hear you.
I'm trying so hard
to see you.
I'm trying so hard
to feel your grace.
I talk to much
to hear you.
And I'm much to blind
to see you.
Lord, show me how
to feel you grace.
Cause all I want
is to know you more.
The one who created the Earth
and the unexplored.
And now, for the world,
the light you're asked to restore.
Cause all that the world has left
is the hope that you'll make them soar.
Well, maybe I can try a little harder.