MicahJohn

words and music by Micah Fickett

I’m tired of missed opportunities
I’m sick of wasted time
I’m weary of wandering off on my own

Forbidden fruit has not satisfied
Bitter waters cannot refresh
My heart hungers for heaven’s bread
My body cries out for flowing streams of life

I’m tired of missed opportunities
I’m sick of wasted time
I’m weary of wandering off on my own
I’m longing for closer proximity
I want to seize the day
I’m ready to run this race for the prize

Pursuing pleasure I caught the wind
Chasing glory I grabbed emptiness
I want to build on solid ground
I want to catch more than moving mist

Give me a noble purpose
I’m asking for a worthy cause

I’m tired of missed opportunities
I’m sick of wasted time
I’m weary of wandering off on my own
I’m longing for, I’m longing for
I’m longing for closer proximity
I want to seize the day
I want to be where you are

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