This place is not my home
I'm standing on the edge of a great divide
When will I ever know
I've been walking on the line wondering when I'll fall into the tide

There's no place I would rather be than where you are
There's no place I would rather be than where you are

I'm tired, I've been under the weather
With no one to nurse me, in bed the whole day
This flower I foster has withered
Now all I can do is throw it away
So return to the dust, I said
There's no need for you to remain
This indian summer is taking it's time
I don't need

Waiting on the wind, come blowing
Breathing on the stillness of my soul
Your living streams, come flowing
Roaring like the voice of waters
Deep crying to deep

Jesus, I'm still falling in love with you
Still learning to desire you, come lead me on
Jesus, I'm on a jou

I can hear you in the morning
Singing through my window like a bird
When the wind blows through my curtains
I can feel you moving through the room
But I just want to see your face tonight

I've been seeking fame and fortune
Drinking from the tables of the kings
Thoug

I can walk, I can walk across this desert land
I can swim across, I can swim up this waterfall
But will I find you there?
Will I find you there?

I can cry, I can cry into the starry night
I can crawl back, I can crawl back to where I began
But will I find you there?