C.S. Lewis Song: Brooke Fraser

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,

I can only conclude that I was not made for here.

If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,

then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared.

[CHORUS:]

Speak to me in the light of the dawn

Mercy comes with the morning

I will sigh and with all creation groan
as I wait for hope to come for me

Am I lost or just less found?

On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?

'Cause there's a soul that stirs within me,
Breaking free, wanting to com alive.

'Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb

and avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become.

[CHORUS]

[BRIDGE:]

For we, we are not long here

Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it

And I, I was made to live, I was made to love,
I was made to know you

Hope is coming for me

Hope, He's coming