Growin' up on the plains The dust came in and blew everythin' away I was shakin' inside Dressed to go out But I left my heart in the song I wrote about Losin' my sense of pride Is it too late to leave? Is it too late to stay? My reputation wasted away, wasted away So come on, wind Blow the excess off me so I can be humble again Give me a new heart And come on, Lord I've believed in you since the first time I was sure But you're not doin' your part And come, my dear I've loved you since the first time I could hear Your voice in my ears But is it too late to believe? Is it too late to pray? My faith and good works wasted away, wasted away Wasted away Oh God, have mercy The ground is thirsty Oh God, let the dust settle