The Man With Wooden Legs

When was I alive?
 Could it be sleep is all I know?
 How could I have made mistakes?
 Is there something more for me to learn?
 When was I alive?
 Could it be sleep is all I know?
 How could I have made mistakes?
 Is there something more for me to learn?
 And will I ever make it back to you
 And will you still want me?
 Have you been waiting for the sound of my return?
 I'll wait for your calling... If I was ever an imperfect son
 Or a foolish boy, or a wretched child,
 I was only out looking for Jesus
 I was only becoming a Godly man!
 Pace the floor
 Wooden legs have never been so silent
 And the wind outside the window sounds like heaven, you're almost here
 Before I was made, I was close to perfection
 And since I became, I've gone the wrong direction.
 The lies I've told, the hearts I've stolen
 How could I pretend to love so long?
 My God, I'm a terrible mess today!
 My God, I'm becoming a monster!