I raise my hands in surrender. I lay my cares at your feet.
You sit in the throne of my life. I choice to let you have that seat.
The clouds are dark and begin to rumble. The rain drops of trouble begin to fall.
Your hand moves to cover me as my heart cries. Your name I will call.
You tell me to let go and give you control. I fall to my knees and cry.
My old man says no as he dies. My spirit man stands strong in you it will rely.