Daddy, daddy, do you miss me?   The way I crawled upon your knee   Those childish games of hide and seek   Seem a million miles away      Am I lost in some illusion?   Am I what you'd thought I'd be?   Now it seems I find myself in need to be forgiven   Is there still room upon that knee?      If I give my life, if I lay it down   Can you turn this life around?   Can I be made clean by this offering of my soul   Can I be made whole again?      Have I labored all for nothing   Tryin' to make it on my own?   Fear to reach out for the hand   Of one who understands me say   I'd rather be here all alone      It's all my fault, I sit and wallow in seclusion   As if I had no hope at all, I guess   Truth becomes You, I have seen it all in motion, that   Pride comes before a fall      If I give my life, if I lay it down   Can you turn this life around?   Can I be made clean by this offering of my soul   Can I be made whole again?      Can I offer up this simple prayer   Pray it finds a simple ear   A scratch in your infinite time   Not withstanding my fallings not withstanding my crimes      If I give my life, if I lay it down   Can you turn this life around?   Can I be made clean by this offering of my soul   Can I be made whole again?