The Desert
In the morning, as the new day rises
I cannot find meaning in the meaningless
As I wake up, upon these shattered days
I cannot find the sense in all your ways

Lead me through the desert into the promised land
In your will, in your way
Guide my path as I’m walking, and through the darkest days
Be the light on my path, I pray

Through the springtime, and as the summer turns to fall
I’m blinded to the beauty of it all
In the middle, the middle of every day
I find I deafen myself to what you say

Lead me through the desert into the promised land
Through your will, in your way
Guide my path as I’m walking, and through the darkest days
Be the light on my path, I pray

And you’re leading me, when I am blind and I cannot see the way
The way to where you’re leading me, you’re leading me
Oh no, no, no, no
And sometimes I find that I hate you more than I hate myself, sometimes
This time I find that’s what I find
Just one more time...
Lead me through the desert into the promised land
Through your will, in your way
Guide my path as I’m walking, and through the darkest days
Be the light on my path, I pray