She plays with my words like they were hers Little soldiers in a war against themselves She used to rob me of my own intent But now I'm keeping my findings from her shelves I used to think that honesty was all Between the two of us, nothing should go unsaid Then she taught me, although I took too long That some things should be said to God and then just left for dead I've got to learn to live alone just lean into the Wing I've got to know that there is only One for whom I sing I've got to learn the difference between me and this place Got to let my little hands reach only for Your face I've felt the pressing of listening I've known an empathetic overload I've been a mile in so many other shoes I forgot my own out on the road But I'm coming now to understand that where my heart is, there's my treasure And the suffering that I am going through will be replaced with a glory that I can't even measure