well, i've got a will but i want yours   i've got a growing heap of crosses and burdens   i've simply lost heart to shoulder   simply no strength to lift   i've always been a man in need   'cause i keep stepping in and out of the shadow      caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is    that keeps me coming back   i want out   'cause i'm getting sick   sick from all this swerving   driver, sick from turning on you      someone show me a hole in this cycle   show me the way away and i'm coming back   the way i came    no! i've seen this place before   surely this is no place for the light of this world      oh how sweet the sound   i know it saved but is it changing a wretch like me   oh my God how sweet is the sound   i once was blind but now i just look away      my bride, i don't want to know what i'd be without   forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips