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Lyrics: Stryper. Passion.

I?m all alone and no one?s home
I cannot find my way
No bed, no lights, no telephone
It?s no place to stay
Don?t You know, don?t You know

I built this life from in and out
Pursued a career
That weakened me to petty doubt
And frivolous fear
Don?t You know, don?t You know

Jesus Christ, I want to serve You
I want what You want for me
Sacrifice, I don?t deserve You
Through Your passion I am free

It?s funny how I see myself
As wounded and scarred
When my reality itself
Proved selfish and hard
Don?t You know, oh, don?t You know

I?m living in a painted world
Where everything?s dry
The only water that I?ve seen
Was painfully cried
Don?t You know, don?t You know

Hey I want what You want for me
Yeah I want what You want for me
I want what You want for me
I want what You want for me

I?m all alone and no one?s home
I cannot find my way
No bed, no lights, no telephone
It?s no place to stay

(Repeat Chorus)