Stephen Curtis Chapman

Words fall like drops of rain My lips are like clouds I say so many things just trying to figure You out

On the bank of the Tennessee River In a small Kentucky town I drew my first breath one cold November

Today I watched in silence as people passed me by And I strained to see if there was something hidden in their

Nobody stood and applauded them So they knew from the start This road would not lead to fame All they

Come in base, I've land my ship on a planet here in space This is the one they say is inhabited by the human

I've got a Grandpa Rudd He gave thirty years to the lumber yard Loving his family and a working so

I was born with an angel whispering in my ear Telling me sacred secrets that God wanted me to hear And I

Imagine this I get a phone call from Regis - he says "Do you want to be a millionaire?" They

Too many hypocrites - I heard her say I even saw it in the headlines today How can I follow God, when His

I can do all things Through Christ who gives me strength But sometimes I wonder what He can do through me

Well I got myself this T-shirt that says what I believe I got letters on my bracelet to serve as my ID I got

The long awaited rains Have fallen hard upon the thirsty ground And carved their way to where The wild

Well it's my turn now My turn now Hey, my turn to give my life away I close the book and I

I know you've heard me say these words before But every time I say "I love you" the words mean

The morning finds me here at heaven's door A place I've been so many times before Familiar thoughts