What do I think of when I think about the cross where You died
What do I think of when I think about the sword in Your side
What do I think of when I think about the last words You cried
What do I think of when I think about the nails in Your hands
What do I think of when I think about Your blood in the sand
What do I think of when I think about it, I don't understand
I think about love
I think about grace
I think about You standing in my place
And I'm amazed
What do I think of when I think about the scorns from the crowd
What do I think of when I think about them cursing out loud
I think of how their knees will one day bow
What do I think of when I think about You coming back down
What do I think of when I think about me wearing that crown
What do I think of when I think about that trumpet soundI can feel the heat, no one has to tell me
It's so good, once it starts I'll never let go
I can feel the beat like a Spanish dancer
Under my feet, making the world go 'round, I can't come down
You can't hold me when I get to feeling this way
It's all over, I'm inside that music that's playing
It takes me out across the wall
It makes my life a carnival
I go out on the street and take my chances
Don't even have to ask, I know the answers