Sixpence None the Richer Follow

Questions flew

And words were hurled into the air

And when the smoke had cleared

I saw you lying there

I used my words like bullets in a gun

To pick your ego off like skeet flung

In the gallery of fools

Too many words come from my mouth

I wish would remain unsaid

Oh I've had to eat them all and now I must confess

It was a silly thing to say to you

It was a silly thing to say to you, I know

We know

Trust (Reprise)

Trust in the Lord with all your heart

Lean not on your own understanding

In all of your ways acknowledge Him

And He will make your paths straight

Don't worry about about tomorrow

He's got it under control

Just trust in the Lord with all of your heart

And He will carry you through

Lord, sometimes it gets so tough

To keep my eyes on You

When things are going rough

But then I turn my eyes up to the sky

And I hear Your voice it says to me

You have much trouble in this world

I have overcome