Jars of Clay

My Heavenly

Let the wind fall across my path
Even though we barely move
There's no turning back
There is a river
There is a road
Place of holy riches untold
It's where I'm supposed to be
Where I'm supposed to be...my heavenly

I know it never feels right
To let go of the safety we're used to holding so tight
But there is a lion underneath these skies
Though love cries, love will rise...my, my, my heavenly

So fly me higher, higher, hope fill me, keep me here
Love lion, my, my...

So when I'm lonely or when I'm old, life is more behind me
All the stories have been told
I can fix my gaze up through the clouds
Where I'm gonna be, where I'm gonna be...my heavenly
My, my heavenly
My heavenly