The seasons come, the season go
Nobody lasts forever, no
We're bound to leave and get left behind
I'd rather be the one who leaves
And not the one who's left to grieve
The one who's left to lose his mind
And so I write this letter to the Maker
The greatest mystery
To Creator, the cause of everything
To the God in outer space
Feel my pain and show your face
Oh Lord I don't know
Wise men say you hear my call
Turn this brokenness 'to something beautiful
The seconds pass
The clock moves slow
Wise men say it takes time to grow
Well all I need is someone by my side
And no one wants to be deceived
Lose faith in something they believe
Deep inside
Deep inside
I write this letter to the Maker
There's much I have to say
To Creator
Who gives and takes away
To the God in outer space
Feel my pain and show your face
Oh Lord I don't know
Wise men say you hear my call
Turn this brokenness 'to something beautiful
I write this letter to the Maker
Who died upon that tree
To Creator who gave it all for me
Who's tasted death for me
For me
To the God who took my place
How I long to see your face
Lord I want to know
To the God who hears my call
Turn this brokenness 'to something beautiful
To the God who took my place
How I long to see your face
Lord I want to know
To the God who hears my call
Turn this brokenness 'to something beautiful
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