A Little More Like Thee - Mindy Gledhill

So many faces

Travel the length of a mind that is racing

To trace back the memory

Of time gone by

Oh in the distance

Between all the bridges of instances

When I have wanted to change

This heart of mine

Have I blown all my chances to be

Less like the captive and more like the free

And more like the innocent child in me

And maybe just a little more like Thee

Here in the spaces

Between all the lines of the life

That has wasted the essence of time

I close my eyes

And picture a place

Where the sum of all grace is extending

A hand to erase all the shame

From this worn out face

Have I blown all my chances to be

Less like the captive and more like the free

And more like the innocent child in me

And maybe just a little more a whole lot more

Like the hands that redeem me

That lift and relieve me

Though roads I have taken in vain

Have I blown all my chances to be

Less like the captive and more like the free

And more like the innocent child in me

And maybe just a little more like Thee