Hold on for a minute
Cuz I believe that we can fix this
Over time
And every imperfection is a lie
Or at least an interruption
Now, hold on, let me finish
No, I'm not saying perfect exists In this life
But we'll only know for certain if we try
I, I wanna sing the song worth singing
I, write it in from words repeating
I, I wanna feel the transformation
A melody of reformation
The list goes on forever
Of all the ways I could be better
In my mind
As if I could earn God's favor given time
Or at least congratulations
And I have learned my lesson
The price of this so-called perfection is everything
I spend my whole life searching desperately
To find out grace requires nothing of me
I, I wanna sing the song worth singing
I, write it in from words repeating
I, I wanna feel the transformation
A melody of reformation
I'm holding on more loosely
And yet, somehow, much more dearly
Cuz I spend my whole life searching desperately
To find out grace requires nothing
Grace requires nothing
Of me
