When the weight of all my dreams
Is resting heavy on my head,
And the thoughtful words of health and hope
Have all been nicely said.
But i�m still hurting,
Wondering if i�ll ever be
The one i think i am.
I think i am.
Then you gently re-remind me
That you�ve made me from the first,
And the more i try to be the best
The more i get the worst.
And i realize the good in me,
Is only there because of who you are.
Who you are...
And all i ever have to be
Is what you�ve made me.
Any more or less would be a step
Out of your plan.
As you daily recreate me,
Help me always keep in mind
That i only have to do
What i can find.
And all i ever have to be
All i have to be
All i ever have to be
Is what you�ve made me.