My heart longs to follow you
Yet darkness calls to satisfy
The yearnings will not stop
Though continually I try
Please make my desires yours
For now your will is not my own
I know if that does not change
It is only grief I’ve sown
I want to offer a clean hurt that’s true
Keep waiting to make amends
But only when my eyes can see
All I have to offer is sin
So take my pride
Strip me of my boasts
Only when you take what’s left
May your will be my own