Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Michael W. Smith
Good morning Mr. Repo Man
Give me one more week, and I'll be gone
It's been a long hard month of Sunday's
Still no rain, nothing left around here but the dust and shame
I know you know....mmmm, I know you know
And I'm trying to find my way, to hold on to my faith
While I wait, for you
I'll wait for you
Now I lie awake at night, trying not to think
These are the hardest times I've seen
I'm still holding on
I know you never said it would be easy
All thick and no thin, but the man who waits is the man who wins, holding on
Oh yeah, I'm holding on
I'm gonna hide myself away, hide myself away
And I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you
I need you now, I need you now, Oh, oh..oh..
You know I need you now, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
And I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you, I'm gonna wait for you
Oh, I wait for you
I'm gonna walk on and not get weary now, I'm gonna run and not fall down
I know that someday, I'll get my wings somehow, and you will carry me. you will carry me
I'm gonna rise up, like an eagle now, I'm gonna ride that big blue sky
I'm sure that someday, all that doubt again , you will carry me, you will carry me, even now, oh yeah
Even now, oh yeah, carry me even now
Carry me even now. Your gonna carry me, you will carry me, you will carry me, even now
Oh carry me, oh yeah