Become who you are, got a head start to going nowhere The rush of our youth, now we’d do anything to go back At least I would Took a nap on your bed Oh, the weight of your breath made me quiver Took off my shoes ’cause I knew That intentions aren’t easy to hide
So we sat on your couch Pleading the Lord to cleanse our bodies But we laughed as we prayed We couldn’t honestly say your name
Seven years old now at my mom’s church And the pastor, he rants of revival He points to the ceiling, he says there’s a cloud there That’s embodied the form of the spirit
So I sit in my pew Squinting my eyes to make sense of the teaching But that little boy that prayed He didn’t see a cloud that day
Now on my bathroom floor I speak to the Lord in simple tongue It’s getting harder every day To honestly say your name, name
It won’t come out the same That holy and righteous name