Texty: By The Tree. Hold You High.

I drank from this cup till it watered down my soul
I need You, so I'll thirst no more
I started down this path such a long, long time ago
I need to find my way home

I want to be the one that holds You high
I want to be the one that gives You glory only
I want to be the one that holds You high
I want to be the one that brings You praise

I'm the king of my desires, I've tried them all a thousand times
I have got to choose between this world and You
It's got a grip, I must admit, I can't explain this emptiness
I hurt without You by my side

I've cried to You in my darkest hour
And You brought my soul up from the grave

I want to be the one that holds You high
I want to be the one that gives You glory only
I want to be the one that holds You high
I want to be the one that brings You praise

I want to be the one that holds You high
I want to be the one that gives You glory only
I want to be the one that holds You high
I want to be the one that brings You praise