Vs.1
I can hear you crying
You're searching for Me
I can hear you weep
I can see you grabbing
Ahold of the things
Everything but Me
PreCh.
But you won't run as far as Me
You're not the one who's gonna set you free
Ch.
I've paid for you with My own blood
While you run, kicking and screaming
And I'll pave for you streets of gold
Streets of gold, streets of gold
Vs.2
I will leave the beauty and glory above
To come down in the mud
And though My hands get dirty
These arms are strong
To lift you up