Michael W. Smith
A Way
Caught in a dream
Of where I want to be
Wrapped in a web of where I am
I feel a wall between what is
And what should be
You find me waiting for a miracle
You hear me praying for a plan
You are the only one
Prepared to rescue me

Chorus:
Then you take away the distance
Found between the truth and me
And you give a simple reason
To my restless rhyme
Whoa, hide me in the heaven
You have held within your hand
And make a way to find a way
To soothe my mind

There is a way
That might seem right to me
A dim reflection of what's good
Just an illusion
Of the best that I can be
But there's another path You offer me
I wish I was always understood
Some way You see
Right through my thoughts
And know my needs
Repeat Chorus

Please come soothe my soul

You always take away the distance
Found between the truth and me
And you give a simple reason
To my restless rhyme
And you hide me in the heaven
You have held within your hand
You always make a way to find a way
To soothe my mind