Text: Sara Groves. Conversations.

I don't know how to say this
I don't know where to stand
I don't know where to put my feet
Or where to put my hands

I've got them in my pockets
My fingers are freezing cold
They're wrapped around a ticket stub
That's four weeks old
And I don't know how to say this

I think we've figured out
This world is bigger than you and I
We've exhausted our wealth of knowledge
Have no more answers for mankind

And we've had every conversation in the world
About what is right and what has all gone bad
But have I mentioned to you that this is all I am?
This is all that I have

And I'm not trying to judge you
No that's not my job
I am just a seeker too
In search of God

Somewhere somehow this subject became taboo
I have no other way to communicate to you
That this is all that I have
This is all that I am

And we've had every conversation in the world
About what is right and what has all gone bad
But have I mentioned to you that this is all I am?
This is all that I have

And I would like to share with you
What makes me complete
I don't claim to have found the Truth
But I know it has found me

The only thing that isn't meaningless to me
Is Jesus Christ and the way He set me free
And this is all that I have, this is all that I am
It?s all that I have and it?s all

The only thing that isn't meaningless to me
Is Jesus Christ and the way He set me free
And this is all that I have, this is all that I am
It?s all that I have and it?s all that I am
It?s all that I have and it?s all

I don?t know how to say this
I don?t know where to start
Just know that I care for you
And I?m speaking from my heart