Perhaps I am bound to be restless
Always yearning, never satisfied
Perhaps I'm aching for nothing
That words can't ever define
Was I happy in those moments
Or have I made it to seem that way
Was I back there tomorrow
Could feel as acking as today
But you when your golden hour
And you with your sweetest song
And you with your tender offerings
How could I ever do you wrong
There's an unrest that keeps me marching
There's foolish full of hope that can be found
Something so true and lasting
Could it let me on the ground
Still I like my world boundless
It never ceased to intice
It's the hunger in my bones
It's the new day in my eyes
And you in your darkned hour
And me and my broken soul
Here you come with the tender offerings
How could I ever do you wrong
And me in my doubting hour
And you with your stoothing song
And you when you call my mercy
And you when you can't be strong
Here you come with your tender offerings
How could I ever do you wrong
How could I ever do you wrong
How could I ever do you wrong
