Lord, I'm lost
And I cannot locate the cross
My vision is shrouded
And my thoughts clouded
My knees have failed to kneel
And now my feet cannot feel
Lord, I'm lost
And I cannot locate the cross
Even beneath the bright light,
I doubt my own sight
I'm as one with no foresight
Like a kite on a stormy night
Lord I'm lost
And I admit I'm lost
I have come to crossroads
With offenses, a hundred folds
And though my sins be overly gross
Lead me once again to the cross
Aren't we all lost,
Trying to win at all costs?
Aren't we all lost,
Seeking worldly pleasures and all sorts?
Lord, we're all lost
Lead us once again, to the cross!
