These arched ceilings are all too familiar

Gazing through white plastered walls

Consumed with thoughts

Keeping me awake from the sleep I need



And I wonder what You want sometimes

Giving me pieces of hope

And words that stir my soul

Infinite wisdom that steals my sleep



These arched ceilings are all too familiar

Gazing through white plastered walls

Consumed with thoughts

Keeping me awake from the sleep I need



And I wonder what You want sometimes

Giving me pieces of hope

And words that stir my soul

Infinite wisdom that steals my sleep

Your insight is perfect to me

Yet seemingly incomplete

And I must admit that I obsess

With every thought You share



These arched ceilings are all too familiar,

All too familiar...