C.S. Lewis Song

If i find in myself
Desires nothing in this world can satisfy
I can only conclude
That I, I was not made for here

If the flesh that I fight
is at best only light and momentary
Then of course, I'll feel nude
When to where I'm destined I'm compared

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
As I wait for hope to come for me


Am I lost or just less found
On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way
is this a soul that stirs in me
is it breaking free, wanting to come alive

cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb
And avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
As I wait for hope to come for me


For we
we are not long here
our time is but a breath
so we better breathe it

And I
I was made to live
I was made to love
I was made to know You

Hope is coming for me
Hope is coming for me
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming


Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan
As I wait for hope to come for me


If there is nothing on this earth that can satisfy the desires of my heart, then I don't belong here...