Pulled into the lot, it was Sunday at ten
Cars packed like sardines, where do I begin
There's too many faces, and too many doors
And I'm not even sure what I'm lookin' for
Lord, take my hand, lead me through the crowd
Let this be the place where my broken heart's allowed
I'm lost but I'm searching, Lord, show me a sign
Can I let down my guard, and leave my past behind
I heard of this church from a guy I met
His outlook on life, I won't soon forget
He said, If you're burdens are too much to bear
This church is a place with people who care
Lord, take my hand, lead me through the crowd
Let this be the place where my broken heart's allowed
I'm lost but I'm searching, Lord, show me a sign
Can I let down my guard, and leave my past behind
The pastor preached, You're not too far gone
No matter what you've done wrong
You don't have to feel ashamed
Jesus loves you, and we're glad you came
Now, I'm finally letting down my walls
Facing fears I hid for so long
This place is helping my heart to heal
And for the first time, I don't feel alone
Lord, take my hand, lead me through the crowd
Let this be the place where my broken heart's allowed
I'm lost but I'm searching, Lord, show me a sign
Can I let down my guard, and leave my past behind
Lord, take my hand, lead me through the crowd
Let this be the place where my broken heart's allowed