Pocket Full Of Rocks – My Everything

Bigger than my sickness
Bigger than my pain
Bigger than my broken heart
Bigger than my shame
You say you gave the best of heaven
So you could hold me close to you
And even in my darkest hour
You say, take my hand and you’ll make it through.

You’re my everything, lord
You’re my everything

You give me ears to hear you
You give me eyes to see
That all of heaven singing
Songs of freedom over me
Lord i’m tired of dead religion
Oh it’s burned me like a fire
When you alone bring satisfaction
When you alone can are my desire

You’re my everything, lord
You’re my everything
Lord my everything