Looking on the sad times, the guilt and all the shame
I have learned to submit my existing hurts and pains
All the grief I have learned to set aside
Cause I am, I am, I am, I am
Feeling undernoted, feeling undermined
Can this grace of God cover me this time?
And when I feel the pain I know why I feel strange
And when I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed
Jesus on the cross and this cross upon my back
I have learned to submit then I whine about my lack
Sometimes I drop my cross, deserve a little rest
That is when I run to you and I nail your feet and your wrist
I am feeling undernoted, feeling undermined
Can this grace of God cover me this time?
And when I feel the pain I know why I feel strange
And when I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed
And when I feel the pain I know why I feel strange
And when I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed
And do you really love my soul, even after I hated you?
And do you really know my name, can I really come to you?
Are you really more faithful than the changing of the seasons and the morning sun?
And do you really know my name, can I really come to you?
I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I can, I do not care, if the rooster crows, if the rooster crows, if the rooster crows, if the rooster crows
I can...
