Mercy on the Wire - Chill Flow Radio
I walk a line that's thin and torn
Between the sacred and the worn
You see the mess, the flame, the fight
But still you hold me through the night
Mercy on the wire
Between desire and quiet
Are you saving me with grace
Or just a look upon your face
My hands are tied, my soul is dry
But in your name my spirit lies
A kiss, a hymn, it feels the same
I call your love, I call your name
Mercy on the wire
Between desire and quiet
Are you saving me with grace
Or just a look upon your face
Wire thin but still I walk
Mercy hears before I talk
Mercy hears before I talk
Wire thin but still I walk
Mercy hears before I talk
Wire thin but still I walk
Mercy hears before I talk