'I'm growing tired of a mouth shut tight When all I want to do is Tell the whole world bout the Man Sitting at the right hand of the One in heaven How could I sing, about anything but Him?
He is the answer to the question He is the cure for the infection He is all He says He is He is the ultimate reflection Of holiness and true perfection He is all He says He is
How can I not cry watching as the world dies Without a prayer? They run to their own gods, roughshod Blind to the living God of earth and heaven How could they sing about everything but Him? (Yeah Yeah)
He is the answer to the question He is the cure for the infection He is all He says He is (Yeah Yeah) He is the ultimate reflection Of holiness and true perfection He is all He says He is (All these things) He is yeah
Yeah
Come on
I'm growing tired of a mouth shut tight When all I want to do is Tell the whole world bout the Man Sitting at the right hand of the One in heaven How could I sing, about anything but Him? (Hmmm)
He is the answer to the question He is the cure for the infection He is all He says He is (Yeah Yeah) He is the ultimate reflection Of holiness and true perfection He is all He says He is He is yeah
He is Always sitting (standing?) He is the answer to the question He is the answer to the question He is all He says He is'