Clumsy

(альбом: Deep Enough To Dream - 1997)

You think I'd have it down by now
Been practicing for thirty years
I should have walked a thousand miles
So what am I still doing here, yeah
Reaching out for that same old piece of forbidden fruit
I slip and fall and I knock my halo loose
Somebody tell me, what's a boy supposed to do?

I get so clumsy, I get so foolish, I get so stupid
And then I feel so useless
But You're saying You love me and You're still gonna hold me
And that You wanna be near me 'cause You're making me holy
Still making me holy, yeah

I'm gonna get it right this time
I'll be strong and I'll make You proud
Prayed that prayer a thousand times
But the rooster crows and my tears roll down again
You remind me You made me from the dust
And I can never, no never, be good enough
And that You're not gonna let that come between us

'Cos I get so clumsy, I can get so foolish, I can get so stupid
And then I feel so useless
But You're saying You love me and You're still gonna hold me
And that You wanna be near me 'cause You're making me holy
Still making me holy, yeah

From where I stand
Your holiness is up so high I can never reach it
My only hope is to fall on Jesus

'Cos I get so clumsy, and I get so foolish, I can get so stupid sometimes
And then I feel so useless
But You're saying You love me and You're still gonna hold me
And that You wanna be near me 'cause You're making me holy
I get so clumsy, and I get so foolish, I can get so stupid
And then I feel so useless
But You're saying You love me and You're still gonna hold me
And that You wanna be near me 'cause You're making me holy
You're still making me holy, keep making me holy, yeah