The thought of telling you how I really feel
Makes me cringe inside
It's the thought in my heart that counts
When it comes down to the line
I want to be better
But I don't know how
To tell a room of strangers
My deepest inner thoughts
This feels like Credence Anonymous
If there's any such thing...
Corner me so I tell you
What to this table I bring
Who are you? Do I know you?
You don't even know me
Forcing the words to my mouth
As your doctrine to show me
I know God knows what I'm thinking
And He's all that matters
So I can't vocalize my faith
But I feel it, it's not shallow
Why else would I feel peace
It's because I BELIEVE
You don't have to tell me so
Author notes
(2002)
Written after a youth group meeting at the church I grew up in...

