Fireflies

Oh, your eyes, they're like fireflies

Points of light in a midnight sky

And I know we are not alone

Even though we don't know where we're going

There is nothing I can tell you

I have no promises to make

There is nothing I can give you

But a deep and holy hand

And oh, my soul, the things it hurts to hold

It overflows and a garden grows

And oh, your soul, and all the hurt you hold

And the mystery untold of a future and a hope

Oh, Father, show us mercy

As we stumble through the dark

Over ground so dry and thirsty

Toward your broken, bleeding heart

And oh, my arms are open wide

And oh, your heart is taking over mine

And oh, my arms are open wide

And oh, my heart is being taken over

And oh, Father, show us mercy

As we stumble through the dark

Over ground so dry and thirsty

Toward your broken, bleeding heart

Oh, your eyes, they're like fireflies

Points of light in a midnight sky