My Sight

My Sight - Kye Kye

Thoughts of cloth that lay on stone

I am watching a cross that bled

Alone to be the only valley of trust and hope we know

We envision that place then watch it flow through us

Your words

Are my sight

Trails we walk then see them glow

We are watching a church that builds

And grows to be a lovely picture with frames that hold so close

We imagine that place and watch it flow from us

Your words

Are my sight

My sight

My sight

My sight

My sight

My sight

My sight

My sight

My sight