Show Me
(Show me what)
How do, how do, I love
(Shine on)
(Yes I believe, for my sins I'm free)
Free from the cuts, thought I wasn't enough)
(My heart de)
How do, How do, I love
Sh-show me how to dream
Show me how to love
Show me what it means to have your presence from above
Shine on me
Yes I believe
That Jesus died for my sins, I'm free
Free from the lust
Free from the cuts
Free from the reasons why I thought I wasn't enough
I may combust but the Lord is who I trust
My heart decieving so I'm craving for his touch
Way too many people slip they words
Way too many people chasing diamonds and a purse
I could tell they try to fill it up, the painful hurt
Hoping maybe a new car distracts from inner worth
But it's not how it's supposed to be
The things we want to boast a scene
The things I seek immorally will chain me down to hold no peace
And I know I could try to be, the person that you hope for me
But this life unaccordingly projecting broken souls in pieces
Sh-show me how to dream
Show me how to love
Show me what it means to have your presence from above
Shine on me
Yes I believe
That Jesus died for my sins, I'm free
Free from the lust
Free from the cuts
Free from the reasons why I thought I wasn't enough
I may combust but the Lord is who I trust
My heart deceiving so I'm craving for his touch
How do, how do, I love
How do, how do, I love
How do, how do, I love
How do, how do, I love
How do, how do, I love
(Shine on)
(Yes I believe, for my sins I'm free)
Free from the cuts, thought I wasn't enough)
(My heart de)
How do, How do, I love
Sh-show me how to dream
Show me how to love
Show me what it means to have your presence from above
Shine on me
Yes I believe
That Jesus died for my sins, I'm free
Free from the lust
Free from the cuts
Free from the reasons why I thought I wasn't enough
I may combust but the Lord is who I trust
My heart decieving so I'm craving for his touch
Way too many people slip they words
Way too many people chasing diamonds and a purse
I could tell they try to fill it up, the painful hurt
Hoping maybe a new car distracts from inner worth
But it's not how it's supposed to be
The things we want to boast a scene
The things I seek immorally will chain me down to hold no peace
And I know I could try to be, the person that you hope for me
But this life unaccordingly projecting broken souls in pieces
Sh-show me how to dream
Show me how to love
Show me what it means to have your presence from above
Shine on me
Yes I believe
That Jesus died for my sins, I'm free
Free from the lust
Free from the cuts
Free from the reasons why I thought I wasn't enough
I may combust but the Lord is who I trust
My heart deceiving so I'm craving for his touch
How do, how do, I love
How do, how do, I love
How do, how do, I love
How do, how do, I love
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Writer(s): Isabel Sanchez
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