Jars of Clay

Let the wind fall across my path
Even though we barely move, there's no turning back
There is a river, there is a road,
A place of holy riches untold
It's where I'm supposed to be, where I'm supposed to be...
My heavenly
I know it never feels right to let go of the safety we're used to holding so tight
But there is a lion underneath these skies
Though love cries, though love cries,
Though love cries, love will rise...
My, my, my heavenly
So fly me higher, higher,
Hope fill me, keep me here
Love lion, my, my...
So when I'm lonely or when I'm old, life is more behind me
All the stories have been told
I can fix my gaze up through the clouds
Where I'm gonna be, where I'm gonna be...my heavenly
My, my heavenly
My heavenly