| Looking on the sad times, the guilt and all the shame | |
| I have learned to submit my existing hurts and pains | |
| All the grief | |
| I've learned to set aside' | |
| Cause I am, | |
| I am, I am, | |
| I amFeeling under rooted, feeling undermined | |
| Can this grace of | |
| God cover me this time? | |
| And when I feel the pain | |
| I know why | |
| I feel strange | |
| And when I hear the rooster crow | |
| I am ashamed | |
| Jesus on the cross and this cross upon my back | |
| I have learned to submit then | |
| I whine about my lie | |
| Sometimes | |
| I drop my cross deserve a little rest | |
| That's when | |
| I run to you and | |
| I nail your feet and your wrist | |
| I'm feeling under rooted, feeling undermined | |
| Can this grace of | |
| God cover me this time? | |
| And when I feel the pain | |
| I know why | |
| I feel strange | |
| And when I hear the rooster crow | |
| I am ashamed | |
| And when I feel the pain | |
| I know why | |
| I feel strange | |
| And when I hear the rooster crow | |
| I am ashamed | |
| And do you really love my soul, even after | |
| I hated you? | |
| And do you really know my name, can | |
| I really come to you? | |
| Are you really more faithful than | |
| The changing of the seasons and the morning sun? | |
| And do you really know my name, can | |
| I really come to you? | |
| I can, I can, | |
| I can, I can, | |
| I can, I can, | |
| I can, I can | |
| I can, I can, | |
| I can, I can, | |
| I can, I can, | |
| I canI don't care if the rooster crows, if the rooster crows | |
| If the rooster crows, if the rooster crows, | |
| I can |