I saw my life as I had planned it
So I took it from the Giver's hand
But then I buried it deep in the ground

I trusted men instead of conscience
Put hope in what my eyes could see
But then You gently reminded me
That it's easier to sleep than to dream

So lay me on a bed of roses
Or lay me on a bed of nails
Rest will find my eyes weary
Searching for a place to land

The illusion of a better story
Has fed me lies and called me friend
I have overcome the smoke and the ashes
To settle into You again

So lay me on a bed of roses
Or lay me on a bed of nails
Rest will find my eyes weary
Searching for a place to land

What other source can I find
That leads me to freedom and life'

So lay me on a bed of roses
Or lay me on a bed of nails
Rest will find my eyes weary
Searching for a place to land
It's only found in Your hands