There's still a whisper of you & I.
The way you speak,
makes me think it's a lie.
My hope for you...
you see there's a burden,
and learn the games they like to play.
So don't you tell me,
you think there's no Jesus.
Don't be running,
thinking you can hide.
He can not help you,
if you don't believe that,
He is alive!
Don't be down,
if you think you lost me.
I know the tears been dripping,
down your eyes.
Do you remember days,
when we were together,
saying "We will get by".
As the years go by,
I still remember the time,
you said I was an angel from heaven.
Now your faith seems like...
you crossed the line,
leaving me in a place,
still feeling unforgiven.