Hanging On - Everyday Sunday

God I’m in this place again I’m trying so hard not to fall,

but everything keeps coming down with the rain.

And I try so hard I forget to call.

Everybody’s looking around, and wants to be found.

And I’m just hanging on;

I give You all that I am.

I come to You with all that I am, I bring to You all that I have,

and all I have is nothing, and I keep on trying, and all I want is You.

Everybody’s looking around and wants to be found,

and I’m just hanging on.

I give You all that I am.

And as I sit here in the midst of You,

I come to You;

I bring You all that I am.

Everybody’s looking around and wants to be found,

and I’m just hanging on.

I give You all that I am.