And I'm looking back in time
These walls are filled with memories
Of a different kind of life
Times I carried burdens
Lying face to the ground
Where are they now
Where are they now
Pages of the albums turning
faces smiling back
Regrets from moments I have lost
Walking down that track
Times I wasted conversations
Answers never found
Where are they now
Where are they now
In Your hands
Lifted high
They can spread their wings and fly
In Your hands
They'll be fine
You're the Author of their lives
They are Yours
Not mine
This time
They are Yours rpt 3
We are Yours rpt 3
In Your hands
Lifted high
We can spread our wings and fly
In Your hands
We'll be fine
You're the Author of our lives
We are Yours
We are Yours
All the time
