In This Little Room - Steven Curtis Chapman

In this little room I put my pen to the paper

To write what’s in my heart down on a page

With every line, a silent prayer is being lifted

That the song will somehow find its way

From this little room to your heart

In this little room with just a microphone to hear me

I sing what’s in my heart while the music plays

And with every line, a silent prayer is being lifted

That the song will somehow find its way

From this little room to your heart

I close my eyes imagining your faces

I see the smiles, the tears, the joys, the pain

We may be strangers but I can give this song to you

Because the one who gave me this song knows your name

He knows your name, He knows your name

In this little room tonight I’ll be praying

As Jesus comes to meet you where you are

We’ll hear His voice together if we listen

And we’ll find it’s really not that far

From this little room, from this little room

From this little room to your heart, oh to your heart

From this little room, this little room to your heart