Sometimes the rain just keeps on streaming
makes me feel like screaming
at the top of my lungs
but, I know that joy comes in the morning
so I'll be waiting
with my porch light on.
chourus:
for You to wash over me,
set me free,
let me fly away.
It's times like these that make me desperate
makes me feel separate,
from my Lord and King.
But, I close my eyes and feel your fire
and it takes me higher
upon your Spirit wings.
chourus
This road gets long in this rugged race
but, I've been keeping pace
trying to find my way home.
And one of these days I'm gonna leave this ground
when that trumpet sounds
I will be moving on.
chourus
makes me feel like screaming
at the top of my lungs
but, I know that joy comes in the morning
so I'll be waiting
with my porch light on.
chourus:
for You to wash over me,
set me free,
let me fly away.
It's times like these that make me desperate
makes me feel separate,
from my Lord and King.
But, I close my eyes and feel your fire
and it takes me higher
upon your Spirit wings.
chourus
This road gets long in this rugged race
but, I've been keeping pace
trying to find my way home.
And one of these days I'm gonna leave this ground
when that trumpet sounds
I will be moving on.
chourus
