If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,   I can only conclude that I was not made for here   If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,   then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared      [CHORUS]   Speak to me in the light of the dawn   Mercy comes with the morning   I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me      Am I lost or just less found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?   is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?   'Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb   An avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become      [CHORUS]      [BRIDGE]   For we, we are not long here   Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it   And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you   Hope is coming for me   Hope, He's coming