| Stakes are high and pressure's building. | |
| Soon the world will lose its tie. | |
| Choices rendered now may later cause the weary soul to die. | |
| What you gonna say when they ask you? | |
| What you gonna do when come for everything you knew? | |
| Don't you let them push you far away from what | |
| He's called you too! | |
| Chorus: Draw me to | |
| Your side again | |
| Fill this void that | |
| I come to | |
| Draw me toward the light again, back into | |
| Your holy presence. | |
| Past mistakes now beckon closure. | |
| What was lost will soon be found. | |
| Nailed by sin the blood has broken chains that held us deeply bound | |
| Higher to your mercy to your greatness, to your likeness! |