I've heard these stories all my life
Every Sunday mornin', I met Jesus at the felt board
And I've heard these stories so many times
Of how and why You died
And how I can live
But You said, "All sins can be forgiven"
But when You said that, did You mean me?
Did You mean me?
You said that "We could be more like You"
But did You know what I'd do?
How I'd fall so short
And You said, "Confession leads to healing"
Do You see I'm here kneeling and I'm still not well?
But You said that "Faith can move a mountain"
But when You said that, did You mean me?
Did You mean me when You said, "We were made in Your image"?
'Cause I don't see much of You in this reflection
Did you mean me when You said, "We would do even greater things"?
'Cause I don't see anything that I have to offer You
Did You mean me?
Did You mean me when You said, "We were made in Your image"?
'Cause I don't see much of You in this reflection
Did you mean me when You said, "We would do even greater things"?
'Cause I don't see anything that I have to offer You
You said that "You would never leave us"
But when You said that, did You mean me?
Please don't leave me
Did You mean me?