Restless in sleep like my new born baby
At 3am I wonder if maybe I should have done
All these things trapped inside of my head

My daughter’s awake 'cause she longs for her mother’s love
I think that I long for the very same thing
One who loves me despite my lack of understanding

All the pressure in my head is a nightly ritual
Show up for the test, perform at my best
Oh, I feel I have to do it all, on my own

Oh, my Lord
Can You hear me?
Oh, my Lord
Can You hear me?

My great friend who’s older and wiser than I
Had a daughter just after mine
I guess that I have at least one thing over him

He’s a doctor who is more
Financially secure than I will probably ever be
But do you know what he said to me


He wants to quit the nine to five
For he woke up in the middle of his life
From the pressure in his head it's a nightly ritual
All he longs to do leave him restless
I’m glad I don’t do this on my own

Oh my Lord
Can You hear me?
Oh my Lord
Can You hear me?

I long for rest
In Your promise
Oh my lord
I hear silence

There’s so much in this life that I should be doing
That I turn on Netflix and watch a show
About baking in the United Kingdom

I feel guilty when I rest I feel troubled when I don’t
Allow myself to enjoy what I wrote
All the pressure in my head is a nightly ritual
But I feel deep inside of my chest
I don’t do this on my own

Oh my Lord
You can hear me
Oh my Lord
You can hear me

I find rest
In Your promise
Oh my Lord
In your silence

Oh my Lord
You can hear me
Oh my Lord
You can hear me

I find rest
In Your promise
Oh my Lord
In your silence
I find rest