They're coming from the air I'm breathing in and
they're coming from my friends, screaming in my head
They're lies about your name, lies about your grace
They're trying to take your place
To counterfeit you

I need you
More than a thousand lights on you
More than a thousand tongues that claim truth
The message and the light come from you

You see through the whitewashed tomb that I've construed and
you crash through my walls and I come falling off my pride
And everything I've earned is shown for what it serves
is shown for what it's worth
Just a counterfeit

And I need you
More than a thousand lights on you
More than a thousand tongues that claim truth
More than a thousand pictures of you

I cannot understand but I can I can see your hand
I cannot see your plan I am just I am just a man