Well, I can't understand
How a rational man
Could admit to this
But somewhere inside
There's a visceral cry
For something more than this
So is it a stone or a beating heart?
Is it oil on canvas or work of art?
A hunger for meaning that's more
Than a trick of the mind?
Or am I a note in a beautiful song
With a great Orchestrator who says
I belong?
At the side of the road
Where the lavender grows
There's a hint of you
In the smile of surprise
In the look of the eyes
Just a glimpse of you
A mystery pulses beneath the skin
With places and times where the layers are thin
Oh, give me the courage to dig through
The mud and the mire
To find what's been calling me all along
A Love that embraces and says
I belong
So I called to the sky
And the whispered reply
Sounded next to me
He was here all along
Through the rain and the sun
Watching over me
And I'm learning to walk in the paths of grace
It's not where you are, it's the way you face
The past is behind, and the future
Is safe in His hands
There's joy in this knowing and being known
And I may be a pilgrim who's far from home
But I know where I'm going and where
I belong