Time keeps moving like a highway track; I'm parked on the shoulder with a broken clutch. Never used to struggle with keeping up, till I was drowning in my sorrow with my backside up.
I'm losing touch; I'm desperate. I need a miracle...need a miracle.
I walked through the shadow with my broken heart; I know that I need Ya' but I've grown too smart. Ten thousand reasons I don't give You time, but it will only take one for you to change my mind.
But, I can't help but think: that You have moved along, yeah, You've moved right on. No oh ah... ooohhhh...
Beneath the smiles and laughter I'm a mess of a catastrophe. The nights I've spent down on my knees just begging for a sign.
I hope that You can see me now for everything I am: an all-conflicted joyless soul that's trapped inside a man. Oh, I can see reason for apathy, cause You don't need me, not the way I need You.
Even still, can't help but think I lost a part of me that used to see a way into Your heart, cause I'm comfortable right here with my cup half full; I am comfortable.
I don't need a tragedy to shake my solid ground and I don't need a fire sent to burn the good I've found. I understand if You've had a change in plans, cause You don't need me; not the way I need You.
Suppose that I am partially to blame; I made some vows that I could never break. I won't be made a victim, not again. I need You now to meet me where I am.
I'm losing touch; I'm desperate. I need a miracle...need a miracle.