Stryper - Passion

I’m all alone and no one’s home I cannot find my way No bed, no lights, no telephone It’s no place to stay Don’t You know, don’t You know I built this life from in and out Pursued a career That weakened me to petty doubt And frivolous fear Don’t You know, don’t You know Jesus Christ, I want to serve You I want what You want for me Sacrifice, I don’t deserve You Through Your passion I am free It’s funny how I see myself As wounded and scarred When my reality itself Proved selfish and hard Don’t You know, oh, don’t You know I’m living in a painted world Where everything’s dry The only water that I’ve seen Was painfully cried Don’t You know, don’t You know Hey I want what You want for me Yeah I want what You want for me I want what You want for me I want what You want for me I’m all alone and no one’s home I cannot find my way No bed, no lights, no telephone It’s no place to stay