every thought a thought of You
no more thought i ought to do
when everything we see
or touch we trust is true
every thought a thought of You

every look in search of You
no need for books
when we’re with You
you wear a thin disguise,
o, light within my brother’s eyes
every look in search of You

every song in praise of You
our darkest nights are days to You
the trees raise branches high
like arms in church to grateful sky,
every song in praise of You

no one here to believe but You
everyone else is bound to leave
but You
when they swear their love is real,
they mean “i like the way you make me feel”
(no one here to believe but You)
there is no one here to believe but You

every thought a thought of You //mewithoutYou