How

copyright © 2007 Shayne Holland.

I was trying to find my way, getting nowhere,
a place to beat the cold, a way to trash the old,
all the treasures of this world no they couldn’t carry me,
all the sins of the flesh now I feel it weigh on me,
but I’m looking up to you

Show me how, how, how I should talk, how I should be living
Teach me how, how, how to walk and how to give in
Show me how, how, teach me how


I was building house of straw, in a typhoon
I was piloting a plane without a wing
All the treasure of the world no it couldn’t carry me,
all the sins of the flesh, now I feel it bury me, but I’m looking up to you

Show me how, how, how I should talk, how I should be living
Teach me how, how, how to walk and how to give in
Show me how, how, teach me how


Your love, is magic, to my soul, and I feel your spirit leaves me here, wanting more

Show me how, how, how I should talk, how I should be living
Teach me how, how, how to walk and how to give in
Show me how, how, teach me how


Show me all your ways your magic, magic, I won’t be lost again
Give you all my praise, you’re magic, magic, I won’t be lost again
 won’t be lost again, I won’t be lost again, won’t be lost again

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