loving you

I left the window open for You to sneak in A quiet prayer, thrown into the wind I figured that You would come when I had pleased you A kindness that I had yet to win But I misunderstood Your goodness And I soon found out the pleasure of knowing You And loving You I thought that I had to put up a face Nail up a sign to prove myself Didn't think that You could love me for what I am With all the broken trophies on my shelf But I misunderstood Your goodness I soon found out the pleasure of knowing You And loving You You're not the angry Father that they sold me Not a frustrated man looking for something I'm not Not at all Not a judgmental king, eyeing all my sin You're not waiting for me to mess up Not at all Not at all Not at all Not at all Because I misunderstood Your goodness And I soon found out the pleasure of knowing You And loving You Loving You