I'm looking into eyes I can see straight to the mind Catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror I the thoughts of these And where I long to be Desperation for the blood and grace of God Desperate mind, desperate mind Desperate mind, desperate mind Dry white withered bones Need a drink that I can hold Eternal water fills my longing, searching soul I the thoughts of these Where I long to be Desperation for God's ever quenching love