Nothing/Something

sure, i'd gladly lengthen these five hours to do my heart some good.
my legs would love for me to stand, but i'm too scared to move.
"i've been washed in the blood..."

but that's not true!
i hid myself from you

you're on top of everything i think of, i will find my own way home.

softly and tenderly,
jesus is calling.
calling for you and for me.
see on the portals he's waiting and watching,
watching for you and for me.

come home, come home.

earnestly, tenderly jesus is calling.
calling, oh sinner, come home.