you've build a house
made of paper
it's all that you are
but now it is sinking and breaking
and fading in front of you
and your dream feels like sand
evading your fingers
it's slipping like water that's running
escaping right through your hands
but oh your dream
are a tapestry
of things that are broken and wounded
but made into your masterpiece
so off you go
stand still as he makes you whole
for you are the prize that he's fashioned
from heaven and crowned you with gold
so come to the father
who welcomes you home
and clothes you with robes that are purple
with favour run to his arms
but oh your dreams
are a tapestry
of things that are broken and wounded
but made into your masterpiece
but oh your dreams
are a tepastry
of things that are broken and wounded
but made into your masterpiece
i come alive
i come alive
i come alive in you
i come alive
i come alive
i come alive in you
i come alive
i come alive
i come alive in you
i come alive
i come alive
i come alive in you
come sit at his feet
for you are the treasure he seeks
he unravels the tapestry
he tells me he loves me
he tells me he loves me
he tells me he loves me
he tells me he loves me
he tells me he loves me
he tells me he loves me for me

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