In a field of yellow flowers underneath the sun
Bluest eyes that spark with lightning, boy with shoes undone
He is so young so full of hope
Reveling in tiny dreams
Filling up his arms with flowers
Right for giving any queen
Running to her beaming bright while cr-adling his prize
A flickering of yellow light with-in his mother’s eyes
She holds him to her heart
Keeping them where they’ll be safe
Clasped within her very marrow
Dandelions in a vase
She, sees, love, where, anyone e-lse would see weeds
All, hope, is, found
Here is everything he n-eeds
Fathomless Your endless mercy w-eight I could not lift
Where do I fit in this puzzle
What good are these gifts
Not a martyr or a saint
Scarcely can I struggle through
All that I have ever wanted was to give my best to You
~Chorus~
Lord, search, my, heart
Create in m-e something clean
Dan, de, l-ions
You see flowers in these weeds
Gently lifting hands to heaven
Softened by the sweetest hush
A father sings over his children
Loving them so very much
More than, words could warrant
Deeper than the darkest blue
More than sacrifice could merit
Lord I give my heart to You
