When you come back from the sky,
Will we be so caught up in our pride.
That we'll look up, see you there -dressed in glory and all will we care?
And all our moments,
all our lives
Disassembled in front of our eyes.
Will I be one fast asleep, with no deeds good enough at the gates.
I don't know.
I don't know.
When you come back, on that day.
When the sky splits in two at the call of your name.
Will we see then, what it means,
If the path that we've lead is as narrow as it seems.
And your bride, is she pure?
To the ones that she's lost who don't care anymore.
In your kingdom, are they home?
Who am I to pretend that I really know.
I don't know
Tell me 'cause I don't know
And I, I don't know
From the garden, to the gates.
Bowed before you, oh what will you say?
My children, you've only ever known my name.
When'y'ou come back, are we lost?
Did we miss the whole point all along?
Still wandering in this fog.
I don't know.
And I, I don't know