Tomorrow's not promised
And I promised you I wouldn't do it again.
I'm dying to live but when I look back all I see is a dead man waiting for his last breath.
Wow the chances you give I take it and run off until I trip and  I break what's not mine.
Could a God find common ground with men?
Could a savior save me from the person that I've been.
Could a friend come down and erase my sin?
Should I ....would I....no could you show me and guide me to live a life worth living in love.