Between Your Lines Lyrics

Between Your Lines lyrics

(Holly Williams)







We are all a little crazy, we are all a little weak



And we all are very fragile when there's nothing left to speak



When there's no one left to talk to, no more tears are left to cry



Will you stand up for the right thing or continue in denial-



I don't know







Well you know I'd love to help you, you know I'd love to heal



But without the hands of God you will never be revealed



So take off your mask of happiness, take off your mask of fame



We all know that you've got problems just like everybody's name







I don't know why you fold in the arms of reality



Why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea



You know I'd love to think you were doing fine but I'd be lying







So don't tell me everything is good, don't walk on bitter ground



I have seen you at your worst and I still love you when you're down



But I hate to see you live like this, I hate to see you crying



And I hate to see you tangled in her web of sex and lies



Do you have a god you pray to, Do you have a god you love



Do you have some twisted fear about the will from up above



Do you wait for him in silence, Do you wait for him in vain



Do you think some crazy fool is gonna preach away your pain







I don't know why you fold in the arms of reality



Why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea



Why do you cringe at the wake of every godly dream



While I watch you laughing on the brink of insecurity



You know I'd love to say you were doing fine but I'd be lying







So why must you walk with burdens much too big for you to bear



When you know it's not your fault



There are saints and sinners everywhere



You don't have to smile, I can read between your lines



I read guilt and I read mercy, I read glory to the father



I read bitterness and suffering and love for all your children



I read brokenness inside your heart and scars too deep to see



I read pain from a young boy who's father left too early



Who's mother tried to mold him into what she'd love to be...







I don't know why you fold in the arms of reality



Why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea



And why do you cringe at the wake of every godly dream while



I watch you laughin on the brink of insecurity



You know we'd love to help, yeah you know we'd love to heal



But without the hands of God you will never be revealed