Candlelight
Relient K
3:22Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray But all the hip kids said you're running away You got egg on your face But the faithful keep washing your feet Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say 'Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid For the things that come easy day after day, week after week I am a champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal I am a champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal son Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray But Lord, I've been so busy and I've kept you away I got egg on my face So I hide away where no one can see Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say 'Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid For the things that come easy day after day, week after week I am a champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal son I am a champion of wine You're the bread on my tongue I am the last one in line The prodigal Sweet Jesus, I was coming to pray But all the hip kids said you're running away You got egg on your face But the faithful keep washing your feet Wish it was simple but it's trouble to say 'Cause nobody believes that there's a debt to be paid For the things that come easy day after day, week after week (The prodigal)