Beauty - Lamont

Could it be Your arm is long

Long enough to reach even, even me

Could it be Your well is deep

Deep enough for me to save me, maybe

Beauty draws me

Beauty draws me

If I don’t believe then why do I seek for You

As if You were missing

And for the love and beauty that’s beneath what I can see

Sometimes the face of a girl

The dreams I’ve seen and the songs that yearn

Tell me that mystery and majesty are drawing me

Sometimes when I get real

The greatest presence I can feel

It’s like a fire inside that burns me deep

And I come alive