Do You weave yourself into the fabric of who I am? In the light of every pressing dawn, You make me new again And I believe Even when it feels like I don't know who I should be Oh, I believe in a Kingdom that's coming
Is resurrection baked into the fabric of the plan? Like seasons, tides, and even the revolutions of the land And I believe Even if it's something that I'll never live to see Oh, I believe in a Kingdom that's coming
All this time Has it been You? All this time, yeah All this time Has it been You? All this time, yeah
I concede eternity is pressing into time Even the material, it hums with the Divine And I believe The miraculous mundane is still begging to be seen And I believe
All this time Has it been You? All this time, yeah All this time Has it been You? All this time, yeah
I lay awake sometimes, and for all my life For as long as I can remember, I've heard my name in the night Was it You, oh?
All this time Has it been You? All this time, yeah All this time Has it been You?
