Speaking Terms

I used to kneel beside my bed at night when I was small

It was easy as breathing, believing wasn't hard at all

I knew that You were there close as my next prayer

The world'll break you down, break your heart, and shake your faith

But now you feel so far away, I don't know who's to blame

I don't talk to You as much, maybe that's part of growing up

I carry on this one-way conversation

I'm listening but You don't say a word

If Your answer's in the silence, I'll be patient

But it's hard to know my prayers are being heard

I'm waiting on a whisper, just something to confirm that

You and me are still on speaking terms

I mostly come around now when things aren't working out

I show up with my questions, my stumbles, and my doubts

Always thinking of myself, and always asking You for help

So I carry on this one-way conversation

I'm listening but You don't say a word

If Your answer's in the silence, I'll be patient

But it's hard to know my prayers are being heard

I'm waiting on a whisper, just something to confirm that

You and me are still on speaking terms

Even though I know You're more than I deserve

I want to get back to how we were

So I carry on this one-way conversation

I'm listening but You don't say a word

If Your answer's in the silence, I'll be patient

But it's hard to know my prayers are being heard

Yet I'm waiting on a whisper, just something to confirm that

You and me are still on speaking terms

Yeah, that you and me are still on speaking terms