Penitent

Once I stood alone so proud
Held myself above the crowd
And now I am low on the groundFrom here I look around to see
What avenues belong to me
I can't tell what I've foundNow what would you have me do
I ask you, please? I wait to hearThe mother and the matador
The mystic, each were here before
Like me, to stare you downYou appear without a face
Disappear but leave your trace
I feel your unseen frownNow what would you have me do
I ask you, please? I wait to hear
Your voice, the word, you say
I wait to see your sign
Would I obey?I look for you in heathered moor
The desert and the ocean floor
How low does one heart go?Looking for your fingerprints
I find them in coincidence
And make my faith to growForgive me all my blindnesses
My weakness and unkindnesses
As yet unbending stillStruggling so hard to see
My fist against eternity
And will you break my will?Now what would you have me do
I ask you, please? I wait to hear
Your voice, the word, you say
I wait to see your sign
Would I obey?Now what would you have me do
I ask you, please? I wait to hear
Your voice the word, you say
I wait to see your sign
Could I obey?