There's a teacher in a school room Somewhere on the edge of town Telling innocent little children what we used to be They look and listen without a question
If I could only fly I'd go up and look down from the sky So I could see the bigger picture And Lord if I could sit with You At Your feet for an a hour
I wake to the sound of different voices calling my name Two little ones who want to start another day And one voice that's calling Take up your cross
Sweet are the branches growing the fruit that comes from the vine But these are just branches blown by the wind holding on to life I want to be like
When you are a soldier I will be your shield I will go with you into the battlefield And when the arrows start to fly Take my hand and hold on tight
case I've got you thinkin' And if you're feeling like I do Maybe it's time we open up the Holy Bible And see exactly what He's called us to He said the
Anybody in their right mind Would've given up their preaching and headed for home They've been warned a hundred times But something inside them keeps
losing your soul And I'm thinkin'... Billy, Billy, Billy, you're a very busy man But you're running with your eyes closed Looks like you traded life for
for the sake of the call No other reason at all but the sake of the call Wholly devoted to live and to die For the sake of the call Drawn like rivers
road that leads to heaven No better place to be! Well, I know this road has a final destination But I also know that if we're only looking for the prize
