Besedila: Berman. Lift Me Up.

as days are getting shorter, and nights won't seem to end, when every step that i take is just a wound to mend, i look over my shoulder, you've seen what i've become, how can You still look me in the eyes and call me son

You lift me up, You dust me off, You tell me everything will be okay

ashamed i fall to my face, i'm scared of what You've seen, when words begin to whisper, my actions rise and scream, You've seen but You've forgiven, i can see the tears i put in Your eyes, they turn from pain to gladness as i drop my pride