Lay my hand on a stack of bibles
I swear to tell the truth
Don't know much about nothing
But I'm following the clues
Chasing down the path before me
The journey never ends
But resting in the shadows
I hear a whisper in the wind
A voice I've always known
Calling from my soul
This longing
Still brings me to my knees
In the face of chaos, I see
Through this longing
Veiled in mystery
The hand that gave me life
Reaching out for me
Once I caught a glimpse of heaven
The Father and the Son
Tried to paint it all by number
To display for everyone
But when I tried to paint that image
The way that it appeared
The moment that I caught it
I saw it fade and disappear
Leaving me alone
Hungering for more
This longing
Still brings me to my knees
In the face of chaos, I see
Through this longing
Veiled in mystery
The hand that gave me life
Reaching out for me
This longing
Still brings me to my knees
In the face of chaos, I see
Through this longing
Veiled in mystery
The hand that gave me life
Reaching out for me
The hand that gave me life
Still reaching out for me
Still reaching, oh...
Still reaching
The Longing was written by Pam Mark Hall & Wendy Waldman.
The Longing was produced by Wendy Waldman.