Sweet Surrender

After Sweet Surrender by Sarah McLachlan

 

It doesn’t mean much.

No, it doesn’t mean anything at all.

The life I’ve left behind me

Is cold and cruel.

I’ve crossed the last line

From where I can’t return,

When every step I took in faith

Betrayed me

And led me further from home.

 

Now sweet, sweet surrender

Is all that I have to give.

 

You take me in,

No questions asked.

You stripped away the ugliness

That surrounded me,

You and Your angels.

Am I already gone?

I only hope

That I won’t disappoint You

When I’m down here

On my knees.

 

And sweet, sweet surrender

Is all that I have to give. (Take it from me.)

Sweet, sweet, sweet surrender

Is all that I have for You.

 

But I don’t understand

By the touch of Your hand

I could be the one to fall.

I miss the little things,

I miss everything

I never knew about You.

 

But it doesn’t mean much.

No, it doesn’t mean anything at all,

All the lives I’ve left behind me,

This old and empty fool.

 

And now sweet, sweet surrender

Is all I have to give. (Take it from me.)

Sweet, sweet, sweet surrender

Is all I have for You. (Ooo, ooo, ooo.)

Sweet, sweet, sweet surrender

Is all I have to give. (Won’t You, please.)

Sweet, sweet surrender

Is all I have for You.