Lletres: Amy Grant. My Father's Eyes. Always The Winner.

(Amy Grant)

Always the winner, baby
You're always the center, baby
But don't ever get lonely at night
When the crowds have gone away

It's always your show girl, the lady,
Always the lady,
You're foolin' yourself, you know, gone crazy
There was a time when you cared for their hearts
And the need to show them love was tearing you apart

But you're changing you know
Become the star of the show
Now you've got nothing to give
Where is the truth you once lived?
You're just lonely
Don't you feel lonely?

Turn out the spotlight, I'm tired.
Not my will, but Thine Lord, I'm crying
Oh won't you turn my gaze back, Lord, to you
You're the only One who knows me
Please mold me back to You