I couldn't see the sea view
We were lost in our shoes
Walls breaking down before you
Fear of the sight reminds you

Now that I know
That I never seemed to show
Fear that I slowed down

And if I am Your child
Then why should the slightest
Of fear overcome my line of sight?
I'll be more inclined
To you

Brave me that I'll begin to
Stand up above in your shoes
Doors open up before you
Fearless enough to thank you

Now that I know
That I never seemed to slow
Down

And if I am your child
Then why should the slightest
Of fear overcome my line of sight?
I'll be more inclined
To you

And if I am your child
Then why should the slightest
Of fear overcome my line of sight?
I'll be more inclined
To you

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Writer(s): MATTHEW MOLE