"Sitting silent wearing Sunday best /
The sermon echoes through the walls /
A great salvation through it /
Goes to the people who stare into nowhere /
Can't feel the chains on their souls.

"Someday we'll trust Him /
And learn how to see Him /
Someday He'll call us /
And we will come running /
Fall in His arms /
The tears will fall down and we'll pray,
'I want to fall in love with You.' " (>>)