God And Me

Sun's comin' up on a Sunday mornin'. I'm lookin' out the window at a beautiful view. Turn on the TV an' somebody's talkin', 'Bout the wrong and the right and the ultimate truth. I listen for a minute but my heart is somewhere else, 'Cause I've got my own convictions but I keep them to myself. When I feel the world around me, How can I not believe? If I'm high up on a mountain, Or down on my knees, It's just between God and me. Secrets I've been holding. Tears cried, nobody else sees. Sometimes I'm alone, But I know there's somebody watching over me. There's so much I'm afraid of an' I'm really not that strong. But there's one place I can go to where all the fear is gone. When I feel the world around me, How can I not believe? If I'm high up on a mountain, Or down on my knees, It's just between God and me. Every picture's painted differently. Every one has got a vision in their mind. That fills the heart with answers, And the missin' piece that we hope to find. And this is mine. When I feel the world around me, How can I not believe? If I'm high up on a mountain, Or down on my knees. When I feel the world around me, How can I not believe? If I'm high up on a mountain, Or down on my knees, It's just between God and me. God and me. It's just between God and me. --- God and Me - Terri Clark