Chuck Girard When I Was Ready To Listen
When my life was empty, I tried so hard to be filled
Smiling eyes were fading and the laughter had been stilled
Reaching out so desperately to fill the inner need
That we all are trying to satisfy, but none of us succeed
Trying every substitute for love that I could find
Temporary pleasures that would keep me for a time
But when each thrill was over, my sorrow would increase
For nothing that I tried had ever brought me lasting peace
And then, You came to me, when I was ready to listen
Dissolved the mystery, when I was ready to listen
And I knew your name
And I knew your face
And I knew I belonged to...you
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus
