Pardon My Dust - Chris Rice

Pardon my dust, excuse the mess

We’re making somethin' new out of all of this

I’m saying my prayers, and I’m trying to change

So give me some time, 'cause I’m still finding my way

Why are you lookin' at me this way?

Pointing your finger, shakin' your head

How 'bout some love along the way, instead

Pardon my dust, excuse this mess

I’ve left a trail of debris, so you’ve gotta be

Very careful where you step

I’ve made some mistakes, so what?

Done quite a few things wrong

Could you roll up your tidy sleeves and help a brother along?

Pardon my dust, excuse the mess

Please don’t be another judge I need to try to impress

Stop calling me names, stop casting your stones

Let the good Lord sort this all out when we are all at home

Pardon my dust, excuse my mess

Help me believe there’s gonna be something beautiful on the other side of this

Have patience with me, I’m still sweeping floors

So pardon my dust, I’ll pardon yours