Things aren't exactly what I thought they would be   I won't pretend, disappointment's never free   The sky's on fire, feels like the sky's on fire      I may be young but I'm feeling old   Like somebody borrowed years   And I found out they got sold   But I still love You, although my sky's on fire      To the author of life, be the author of my life   To the author, do You hear me sing? Hear me sing      Swallow my pride, let go inside   Show me Your ways   Refine me and I'll still love You   Although my sky's on fire      To the author of life, be the author of my life   To the author, do You hear me sing?   To the author, do You hear me      I see You've been hanging in there   Looking back, I've been running everywhere   I've done it my way for far too long   Like I promised You years before   I say, "All I have is Yours, all I have isYours"      And to the author of life, be the author of my life   To the author, do You hear me sing?   And to the author of life, be the author of my life   To the author, do You hear me sing? Hear me sing      Swallow my pride, let go inside   Show me Your ways, refine me   Swallow my pride, let go inside   Show me Your ways, refine me   Swallow my pride, let go inside   Show me Your ways, refine me