Tender Offerings

Perhaps I am bound to be restless

Always yearning, never satisfied

Perhaps I'm aching for nothing

That words can ever define

Was I happy in those moments

Or have I made it seem that way?

Was I back there tomorrow

Could feel as lacking as today?

But you in your golden hour

And you in your sweetest song

And you with your tender offerings

How could I ever do you wrong?

Blessed unrest that keeps me marching

This foolish hope it can be found

Something so true and lasting

Could it land me on the ground?

Still I like my world boundless

It never ceases to entice

It's the hunger in my bones

It's a new day in my eyes

And you in your darkened hour

And me in my broken song

Here you come with your tender offerings

How could I ever do you wrong?

And me in my doubting hour

And you in your soothing song

And you in your calming mercy

And you when you can't be strong

Here you come with your tender offerings

How could I ever do you wrong?

How could I ever do you wrong?

How could I ever do you wrong?