there s a comfort in the cross on the hill above the town something steady for the meek when it all comes crashing down i ve been known to talk to jesus but only when i needed to i ve got lots that needs forgiving it all comes back to you out here searching for my shelter i crossed the river 7 times wanna hear your sweet voice calling down the valley through the pines i need something to believe in thirsty for a little truth i ve been running short on faith my faith runs back to you there s a quiet in the twilight that s when i talk to you can you hear me i pray you hear me yeah i hope i m getting through no one else could touch me you had a way of cutting true i ve been bleeding for you darling my blood runs back to you my faith runs back to you