Here I am All my intentions All my obsessions I want to lay them all down In Your hands Only Your love is vital Though I'm not entitled Still You call me Your child God You don't need me But somehow You want me Oh, how You love me Somehow that frees me To take my hands off of my life And the way it should go God You don't need me But somehow You want me Oh, how You love me Somehow that frees me To open my hands up And give You control I give You control I've had plans Shattered and broken Things I have hoped in Fall through my hands You have plans