Tears

It was raining floods of tears

He was waiting have no fear

Tears with a cleansing flow 

When a child 

A little boy

I knew you then

I saw your joy

I let you run

Gave you space

Seen you heading for disgrace 

Many times I went over

The scratching and the spew

Everything that it demanded 

I had to do

Vanity of vanities 

I couldn't see my way

Give me more insanity 

To take away my praise 

Running riot with despair 

Thinking you don't see 

Thinking you don't care 

Your plan was simple,  the world didn't see, it was all about you and the grace you gave me.

I don't know why you made a way for a numb nut like me

I was that one in your garden 

That very fruitless tree

You didn't find me cumbersome or take me from the vine 

So all I offer are my tears

Hoping they to you are wine

You did it all for me

I didn't do a thing 

A most unprofitable servant 

To you my Lord 

The King.