Brooke Fraser C. S. Lewis Song

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy I can only conclude that I was not made for here If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary Then of course Ill feel nude when to where Im destined Im compared CHORUS Speak to me in the light of the dawn Mercy comes with the morning I will sigh and with all creation groan As I wait for hope to come for me Am I lost or just less found, On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way Is this a soul that stirs in me, Is it breaking free, wanting to come alive Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb And avoid the impending birth Of who I was born to become CHORUS Bridge For we, we are not long here