In light of the largeness of the sky, why am I?
If I were not, would not my spot be filled by somebody better?
A better friend a better worker?
Say my deeds are known by many, even then, so what?
It amounts to nothing in the end

Outside you I’ve got nothing to live for
I give you right to say what belongs in my life
The world spins around you and trees grow all to showcase you
And so you know I do too, to celebrate you who satisfies what he made
You made me need meaning

The question is will I live my days of the temporal inflamed?
Though you created me
Will I live like I know what is best for me and grow weary?
Grow weary

I’ve got to lose my life or what I think to be living, what I think to be living
Jesus Christ, is there more to be than what I see?
I’ve got to lose my life or what I think to be living, what I think to be living
Make my desires right
May my meaning be waiting in you