Michael Tait
"Unglued"

restless and alone
a weary soul has traveled home
what am I to do
in a world without you

I don't want to believe
I turned around and you’re gone
all the sweet memories
of loving you for so long

sometimes it’s hard
most times I cry
but God holds this heart of mine
He feels the pain inside

broken and undone
you were the one we counted on
you taught us how to say
I love you
then you showed us how to pray

I don’t want to believe
I turned around and you’re gone
all the sweet memories
of loving you for so long

sometimes it’s hard
most times I cry
but God holds this heart of mine
and He heals the pain I hide