Somewhere deep inside of my deceitful heart,
Is a belief of one right woman; one right man.

So why can't I make this beating apparatus understand?

Your time will come.
When it does,
He won't treat you like a one night stand.

He'll hold you softly with sweet respect.
He won't be thinking about what he can steal from you next.
With every pulse of love, he'll guard you.
He'll make you forget the ones that scarred you.
You wont know when you've met him by the beats that you skip.
You'll know by the beginning of a strong sense of friendship.

He'll be chasing God's heart.
Just as David was so graciously accused;
And you, oh heart, must be so lost in Jesus

You'll barely notice being pursued.


Waiting isn't forever; you weren't meant to flatline.
But if you can't be quiet, deceitful heart of mine...
You'll focus on the wrong things; you'll be destructive to yourself.

So while we wait,
*Go sit upon that shelf.