I Used To Think That Heaven Was A Place
Somewhere Far Beyond The Reach
Of Human Hands
Then You Turn Around And Look Me
In The Face
And I Stopped Needing Maps To Understand
You Don’t Have Wings, But You Lift Me
Anyways
You Don’t Have A Crown, But I Still Bow
Every Single Ordinary Day With You
Is More Than Any Prayer I Ever Knew
I Crossed A Thousand And Zero
To Arrive Like This
One Love, One Life, One Name
And It Sounds Like This
You Are My Paradise
Where Did The Lost Parts Of Me Go?