I can feel the presence of god 
Occupying my intentions 
In my soul within my thoughts 
And in wasted dreary dimensions 

These thoughts torment me 
They mold and shape me 
There’s a man that I should be 
Or someone I could be 
Nothing can break me 
Nothing that I see 
You can’t shake me 
You can’t take me 
So set me free 

I can feel the presence of god 
In need of my attention 
In this room and in your words 
In too many ways to mention 

These thoughts torment me 
They mold and shape me 
There’s a man that I should be 
Or someone I could be 
Nothing can break me 
Nothing that I see 
You can’t shake me 
You can’t take me 
So set me free 

I can feel the presence of love 
Holding my attention 

She torments me 
Creates and shapes me 
There’s a man that I should be 
Or someone I could be 
Nothing can break me 
Nothing that I see 
You can’t shake me 
You can’t take me 
So set me free