歌词
Under every tree, on top of every hill
You have found me there, begging for a thrill
Drinking from the vine, eating from the tree
You swore on Your life, would be the death of me
'Cause all of my lovers are found in my billfold
They rest on my mantel
I can't get a handle on what satisfies to me
If You're the bread, then fill me up
If You're the water, fill my cup
'Til lesser loves are washed out to sea
Why can't I see, oh
You're the only one who satisfies me
Well, the news has spread, men ain't meant for bread
But for every word coming from Your head
But my head and heart are very different things
One tells me to run and one tells me to cling
'Cause all of my gods they have at signs and hash tags
But I'm raising my white flag
'Cause I'm needing what You have to give me
I've drank water from sewers and gutters
Too shameful to utter
But You're not like the others
So, if You're the bread, then fill me up
If You're the water, fill my cup
'Til lesser loves are washed out to sea
Why can't I see, You're the only one
You're the only one, Father, Spirit, Son
Who satisfies me
