Confessions of this overgrown boy
Swimming never stuck with me
Even dogs have their own paddle
But without a kick off a pool's wall, I'm not getting anywhere
Stranded on this island where the sun has set
I wait for it to rise again
And all I possess is my faith, so small
What good's a mustard seed trampled, without itЎЇs land to grow in
And I've missed the boat so many times
Delusional waters are inching up on me
And I need to sail that ship to see
You're walkin' my way
Sometimes it's not the world's voice, but my very own
That calls me a fool for believing in You
So I send an S. O. S., crying Savior oh Savior
Don't wanna be the sniveling traitor anymore
So they got to see You walk on waves
But I guess I have this hope You're coming back again
