Show me your hands Let me wash them clean. Show me your heart. And let me heal you.
We all need this. To be renewed. After time and wear. We're broken statues. Vines intertwined. Around your insides. Hold you down. You beg for restoration. Your best has crumbled. From being so weathered.
We all deserve this. To be renewed. To change our ways. To be allowed to choose. So let me build you back up. As you're carrying me too.
Show me your hands. Let me wash them clean. Show me your heart. And let me heal you.
these lyrics are submitted by kaan these lyrics are last corrected by fedoraman
Songwriter(s): Kyle Pavone, Eric Choi, Andrew Glass, Lou Cotton, Joshua Moore, David Stephens Copyright: We Came As Romans LLC, BMI Publishing Designee Of Equal Vision Publi, Emi Blackwood Music Inc. Official lyrics powered by