margaret becker
deliver me
I was just about to tell You What I'm sure You already know How my throat is tight with crying Yet my soul is arctic blue 'Cause I've seen some tears that didn't move me Whispered words I didn't mean Held back all my love for anger Grown so weak in all these things So in all these things  Deliver me from me And deliver me to You Come and set me free Come and find me tried and true Come on now Deliver me from me  I was just about to run away As far as far could go When I recognized the cruelest captors Living right inside my soul And I can't escape their endless movements Cannot shed them like a skin Can't control all these emotions Cannot live while they're within So in all these things  [CHORUS] And now I'm falling, falling Dreaming of Your arms of mercy They are soft as the new winter snow  [CHORUS]