When I'm standing close To the clouds at fear and doubt I reach out my hand To the love that pulls me out I hop in my car that takes me down the road That leads me straight into my Father's arms
When I'm flying deep Into the clouds of fear and doubt I speak loud Your name In the midst of my defeat I run to my car and travel down the road That leads me straight into my Father's arms
I go driving downtown Sitting close to fate I go driving downtown Where I find Your grace I go driving downtown
When I'm falling back Through a past of fear and doubt I reach hard for truth Underneath this inbetween I look for Your lead and follow down the road That leads me closer to my Father's arms
When I'm flying close Into the clouds of fear and doubt I reach hard far truth In the midst of my defeat I run to my car that takes me down the road Of grace and freedom in my Father's arms
In the middle of our human condition Is the emerald city of our saving provision And we wrestle and struggle Till we can hardly stand And we drive downtown into that praying land But what we want most is home What we want most is home
