In a small Kentucky town I drew my first breath one cold November morning And before my feet even touched the ground With the doctors and the nurses gathered 'round I started to dance I started to dance Footloose and fancy free But it would happen, as it does for every dancer That I'd stumble on a truth I couldn't see And find a longing deep inside of me, it said... I am the eyes, I need the sight I realize that I am just a body I need the life I move my feet, I go through the motions But who'll give purpose to chance I am the dancer I need the Lord of the dance And this life makes us twist and turn and sway But we were made for more than rythm with no reason By the one who moves with passion and with grace As He dances over all that He has made I am the eyes, He is the sight And I see clearly, I am just a body He is the life I move my feet, I go through the motions But He gives purpose to chance I am the dancer He is the Lord of the dance Lord of the dance Lord of the dance I will fall down on my knees and I will pray I am the eyes, You are the sight And I see clearly I am just a body You are the life I move my feet, I go through the motions But You give purpose to chance I am the dancer You are the Lord of the dance You are the Lord of the dance |