Well I’ve seen the Northern Lights from a quiet Seattle shore
I’m going back to say a prayer and to be moved by the mystery once more
As a boy, I thought that it was God’s little way of guiding the ships lost at sea
And even though I’m older now, well I’m not ashamed to say
That I could use a guiding light on me.
On the wind, my mama’s words, “…boy in everything there is something good.”
There is truth there to be sure. I’d be sure if I only could.
Now the carefree smiles of my sand-castle youth have all but eroded away.
I grew up singing “Jesus loves me,” but never seemed to need the proof.
But that’s exactly what I’m asking for today.
I wish the Northern lights were a signal fire from heaven,
‘cause that would make it easy then to turn and find my way.
I wish the rising tide could wash away my wandering footsteps,
God, if there are new beginnings, won’t you grant me one today?
Well I’ve seen the Northern Lights from a quiet Seattle shore
And I’m back to say a prayer and to be moved by the mystery once more
If I cast my cares like a net into the sea, would they drift like the wood to Your side?
And is there still a place in Your heart for wayward ones like me?
‘Cause if there is then I know I’ll be alright.
I’m in the dark, but You’re my Northern Light.
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