Sweet touch

I don't want to say a word today
I'm afraid of what i just might say
I tell the optimist im pessimistic
of what's going on here
is it true the colors i have seen
are they real the places i have been
well you may say that i doubt
well i guess i'm human, no doubt

so take me back to the place
where i first saw the light
give me backthe sweet touch
that i found in You that day

i don't want to hear Your word today
its my life, and i'll live it my way
but my weaknesses leave me in pieces
so it seems every time that i try
i have struggled hard to justify
the only truth that i hound in my life
i still need a way too much
to not be searching for Your touch