I screamed to God out of frustration after
another day of waking
And hating the fact that I'm still where I'm at
What's the point of all of this cuz I'm not
seeming to find it - is it meaningless
I search the reason behind it because these
moments seem to drag on forever
And these years on end seem to have never been
This desperation has formed repetition within
Too insecure to pretend and I'm too weak to defend
Here it comes again all in my world again left
with no direction no beginning no end
The days blend together and the weather never changes
Numb to the outcome but yet not quite painless
Aimless to whether or not I made a mistake and if
so how far is too far before it's too late
Should I wait but then what would be too long to
reverse the effects if I was wrong.

Chorus
Hindsight is a beautiful thing when you can look
back and see what patience and time can bring

Is it a must that I'm here, is it a must that I
stay in order to look forward - must I look away
We're moving towards a new day unsure of what
tomorrow will bring our way
I'm not even quite sure of what this day holds, I
say we travel the unknown and watch it unfold
Hold today close while still reaching for
tomorrow through the test of time
I've seen joy overcome sorrow so with every trial I endure
With hopes to mature into what I was created for
more than life itself
I want life itself to press past the present
until forever is felt and take hold of the hidden mystery
Wide-eyed and open I now see differently, if it's
so to be then give me the strength to be content
And find peace in knowing one day it will all make sense

Learning to accept the unexpected because the
unknown wasn't here for me to correct it
So I let it go and stopped trying to control the
impossible
Simply put tossed in the shuffle at a young age
just like everyone else
So I don't feel sorry for you or for myself
Love is bigger than that and I'm not below or
above the way it moves
Even though the things it does to my train of
thought can bring about doubt and uncertainty
Patience tends to not agree with my psyche ­
that's more than likely just some pride in me
Fighting expectations of where I think my life
should be selfishly
I forget so quickly let me never forget Lord
break me in humility
Some sort of amazing grace on me as I look back
upon my life and where you've taken me

Hear the call ­ peace fall from trial to triumph
I want your hand in it all
Allow me to know where to stand in it all life
giver