Hey,
God.
You know,
I think I'm getting pretty good at this.
Here, can I try?
Yeah, let me try.
I take the lead and clutch to hold tomorrow.
What do I mean?
Well, I try to borrow all control.
I don't have so borrow.
Far away, far away.
My GPS wrecked me through emotion.
I must get past.
I know that it's broken.
I try my best, but then come out smoking.
I'm far away, so far away.
I'll be riding shotgun.
Lord, you're the only one.
Take control now of it all.
Here's the wheel of my life.
God, please drive.
And I'll be riding shotgun.
Yeah.
Lord, you're the only one.
Oh, take control now of it all.
So, here's the wheel of my life.
God, please drive.
I'll be riding.
Shotgun.
Shotgun.
Let's go.
Looking back now, I can see.
Life was a rag.
Thought I had it figured out in myself.
Man, run around just trying to cash them checks.
Trying to navigate life on my own.
At the end of myself and crying alone.
Every turn I took, it led me astray.
All empty dreams, gonna make my own name.
I was blinded by the holes.
I was blinded by the fact that I could be whole.
And free from the burden of trying
to control every aspect of my life.
Taking this toll.
And after that moment, I heard a voice speak.
Give it all to me.
I'll make it free.
So,
I throw my hands up and I stop at this street.
I'll scoot on over to the passenger seat.
I'll be riding shotgun.
Lord, you're the only one.
Take control now of it all.
Here's the wheel of my life.
God, please drive.
And I'll be riding shotgun.
Yeah.
I'll be riding shotgun.