I saw his back today
There were the scars
I saw the flesh
Of who made the stars
It was hot
The tires were flat
No glimpse of the face
But facts are fact
You just need to be ready
He has the Way
To show you your need
He’s familiar with clay
Of the very texture was there
I lost sight of all else
Stop and take the moment
To look beyond yourself
No reserve yet waiting
All given and supplied
Nailed on that cross
For you there He died
Yes there He was
Out on the streets
Just when you were lost
Are you ready to meet?
He’s out on your road
Won’t get in your way
He’s there going slow
Might today be your day?
