Castaway - Phatfish

Look at me, I’m a castaway

I’m somewhere I shouldn’t belong

I was placed here yesterday

And there’s a man smiling at me

I said, 'Why am I here?

When You are so holy?

I will never hit the mark'

He said, 'Yes this is true

But my friend, I’ve done it instead'

Run, run, run

The law it beckons me

But gives me no limbs

Fly, fly, fly

The gospel bids to me

And lovingly gives me some wings

So I will fly

Held on the wind of grace

That teaches me when to say yes and say no

So I will fly

On eagle’s wings

You’re helping me win the prize

But always with love in Your eyes

Love in Your eyes

Look at me on a journey now

The road looks narrow ahead

But everytime that my head falls

I feel a hand steadying me

I said, 'Teach me Lord

That I may be holy

In silver and gold I must build'

He said 'All that I’ve started in you

I’ll see to the end'