chasing shadows in my head, maybe things best left unsaid
we sit here with the silence between us
can it be cut by a knife - how do we divide this pie, draw these lines
why don’t you tell me what you want from me, are you my friend or my enemy
why don’t you tell me what you want from me

Chorus
every mess i make of my life, The Potter turns it into something beautiful
every mess i make of my life, The Potter turns it into something beautiful

you say all you want is honesty, but i can read between the lines
what you want is not a man who knows what he wants, but a man who wants you
why don’t you tell me what you want from me
are you my friend or my enemy
why don’t you tell me what you want from me

every time that i fall down
He picks me up and puts me back together
talkin' 'bout all the king’s horses and all the king’s men
couldn’t put this broken man together again
but He can

chasing shadows in my head
maybe things best left unsaid
we sit here with the silence between us