If I could just hear Your voice Maybe my soul could still rejoice Maybe the love could still be my choice And I wouldn't let You down But in confidence and pain Hand in the fire, hand in the rain May my whole life be raised To the place above the fray And it's my desire It's my desire It's my desire To be like You Many have tried and failed To determine Your intentions Spouting hatred with affection Judgement seeking perfection But in tragedy and flaws In the weakness or in applause May in everything be loved May in everything be loved And it's my desire It's my desire It's my desire To be like You If I could just hear Your voice Maybe my soul could still rejoice Maybe the love could still be my choice And I wouldn't let You down It's my desire To be like You