now do you get enough attention?
Did your heart grow a little darker
wreckage you called love?
Did he give you quality time
to work on your invention?
I bet it's easier away from loving arms
Are you holding space and time
like neither matter to you?
Like they rose out of the hands of
The master and creator that you love
I bet it gets pretty cold and dark
Is you busy taming angels up above?
Pray that I never do what you do
to the arms of your Savior
That I set off these bad words
He won't forgive like I do
I ain't looking over your shoulder
I heard you had to leave him
So he wanted all your time
So you had no time to notice
That all your friends you had
when he was talking to you?
The old ways aren't so pretty
Because it seemed old to me long,
Were you sick of looking down
to the eyes of strangers?
Were you sick of looking down
to the eyes of those that raised you?
Do you think he's watching you?
Watching me here talking to you
to the arms of this sinner
You look pretty sorry now, sorry now
Make sure you don't turn,
make sure you don't turn.
give attention every day.
Make sure you don't turn.
Make sure you don't turn.