These arched ceilings are all too familiar  Gazing through white plastered walls  Consumed with thoughts  Keeping me awake from the sleep I need    And I wonder what You want sometimes  Giving me pieces of hope  And words that stir my soul  Infinite wisdom that steals my sleep    These arched ceilings are all too familiar  Gazing through white plastered walls  Consumed with thoughts  Keeping me awake from the sleep I need    And I wonder what You want sometimes  Giving me pieces of hope  And words that stir my soul  Infinite wisdom that steals my sleep  Your insight is perfect to me  Yet seemingly incomplete  And I must admit that I obsess  With every thought You share    These arched ceilings are all too familiar,  All too familiar...