The Attic

<p>Ten years old, you&#x27;re walking down the aisle<br/>You let God in and it&#x27;s totally in style<br/>Where years have come and gone and so did your courage<br/>You put God in a box and you threw Him in storage<br/><br/>When you can&#x27;t find what you&#x27;re looking for<br/>And your heart&#x27;s been screaming for more and more<br/>When you search so long you can&#x27;t even stand<br/>And the way back home is the Father&#x27;s hand<br/>Your heart says less, your head says more<br/>And in between is where you&#x27;re torn<br/>Trace your steps to where you were before, yeah<br/><br/>The right idea was yours from page one<br/>But through time your vision has gone<br/>Well God took the back seat while your flesh started driving, yes He did<br/>The world feels fine while the Spirit Man is dying<br/>When you can&#x27;t find what you&#x27;re looking for<br/>And your heart&#x27;s been screaming for more and more<br/>When you search so long you can&#x27;t even stand<br/>And the way back home is the Father&#x27;s hand<br/>Your heart says less, your head says more<br/>And in between is where you&#x27;re torn<br/>Trace your steps to where you were before, oh, oh<br/><br/>Lord, please take over, won&#x27;t you deliver us?<br/>How we long to get back to the way that it was<br/>To the way that it was<br/>To the way that it was, now, now<br/><br/>When you can&#x27;t find what you&#x27;re looking for<br/>And your heart&#x27;s been screaming for more and more<br/>When you search so long you can&#x27;t even stand<br/>And the way back home is the Father&#x27;s hand<br/>Your heart says less, your head says more<br/>And in between is where you&#x27;re torn<br/>Trace your steps to where you were before<br/>Oh, yeah, trace your steps now