The things I want are tearing me apart
I knew this from the start
They’re daggers to Your heart
Though I desire to trade my will with Yours
I’m shutting open doors and crawling on all fours
I need Your touch, open my eyes
Cut me down to size, I’m dying to rise

Chorus
I promised I’d be less and let You be more
In my attempt to do what I have read
To die is gain, I want to serve the One I adore
But it appears there’s too much overhead

I’d rather stay than give my life away
The life that I have made, a price I just can’t pay
So I ignore Your calling from the shore
You offer so much more but the cost I can’t afford
Short-sighted eyes, my spirit’s demise
Listening to lies, dying to rise

Chorus

I need Your touch, open my eyes
Cut me down to size, I’m dying to rise

Chorus

By Shawn Lewis and Mike Jackson

Behind the Song:
“The writing process for “Overhead” began with many attempts to witness to a friend of ours who at this stage in his life is much like the rich young ruler found in Matthew 19:16-23. Basically, in his mind, it costs too much, the price is too high, there’s too much overhead. We continue to pray for our friend, and we remind ourselves that we are called to daily die to our sinful desires and follow Christ with an eternal frame of mind.” – Shawn Lewis (HyperStatic Union)