Your Love

by Michael W. Smith

I took a journey through the devil's door Chasing the freedom that I thought was Yours Just found the bottom of an icy floor and regret [Pre-Chorus] With trembling hands and an empty breath You saw the struggle and You cast the nets You knew me better than I ever knew myself And now the only thing that's left... oh-oh-ooh Is Your love Is Your love I crossed the ocean and I searched the sky For the riddles and the reasons why You give a beggar like me a royal life, oh-oh-ooh [Pre-Chorus] With trembling hands and an empty breath You saw the struggle and You cast the nets You knew me better than I ever knew myself And now the only thing that's left... oh-oh-ooh