My light’s been under a basket
My city in a valley
Somehow I know what you’d want of me but still I argue and ask of thee
How about what she can do?
Why won’t you bless me with that too?
Denying me to be like him
Fulfilling someone else’s dream
My salt’s still in its shaker
My spices in the cabinet
Somehow the life you put me in is still bland because of it
I want to make a difference but lately I don’t see the sense
In what I’m good at- she’s good at it too
I want something only I can do
So I search for someone to work as a team
Really mooching on someone else’s dream
Reveal your chosen will for me
Lord what would you really like of me?
What is it I was created to be?
What would you have me do for free?
The future seems so strange and dark
I don’t want to go forward when I succeeded back there- sort of, I was working with nani
Lord grant me confidence in You and me
So my city can find it’s light again
So that I can shine my light again
So that valleys and shakers and other people’s dreams,
Baskets and cabinets and all that’s in between
all that prevents me from being truly Spectacular
May vanish in the light of what you and I are