"Pardon Me" lyrics

"Pardon Me"

Well, I'm distracted
Pardon me
I been running through my own mind
Just trying to hide from me

My legs are shakin'
Knees are weak
Palms are sweating bullets
And I can't unclench my teeth

And all along the thing I needed
Was a peaceful seat at your right hand

And grateful ain't the word to do it justice
I have found the one made for me
And I am through with my tireless endless searching
I have found the place where I am free

Melt to nothing
Fade to black
Fear leaving my body feels just like a heart attack
And love has answered to my call
I was baptized when the floodgates opened up once and for all

And all along the thing I needed
Was a peaceful seat at your right hand

And grateful ain't the word to do it justice
I have found the one made for me
I am through with my tireless endless searching
I have found the place where I am free

And grateful ain't the word to do it justice
And I have found the one made for me
And I am through with my tireless endless searching
I have found the place where I am free

And I have found the place where I am free


Writer(s): Isaac Blaine Gibson
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