Hold on to what is left, caught on my every breath.
Beside you.
I'm trying to keep my head, remembering what was said.
What we do.
The raindrops are pouring down, I get lost in the sound.
And you too.
In the storm the eye is found, I will wear this tainted crown.
It's all true.
Dance between the raindrops, Waiting for the beat to drop.
So please stay.
I will smile against all odds, Singing praise to our God.
In these days.
This storm may never end, Yet I will sing again.
His praise.
I'm the one He will send, guarded souls we will defend.
In His name.
Wrapped in these storming cloud, The rain keeps on pouring down.
Lord help me.
I rise from the ground, standing to make you proud.
To make you see.
This battle we have won, glory to your shining son.
Sets me free.
Praise all that you have done, see how from we have come.
What will be.
They clipped my wings, like a wounded dove.
I've fallen so far, was not a little shove.
Through this all, I will still rise above.
Another fight, and off comes