From the recording Chaos

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Music by Phil Ewing
Lyrics by Randall Tarrant

Lyrics

I’m quite familiar with the way you look
The way you wear your hair
Yes I’m accustomed to your gentle touch,
The perfume that you wear
The way you walk and talk,
The cute way you cut your eyes at me
I’d say I know your strengths
But it’s true I also know where you’re weak

It seems to me, I’m taking you for granted
It seems to me, I’ve put you on a shelf

Then there came a day when I thought
That I might lose you for good
The fear was all I could stand
I dropped to my knees to pray
Asking God up above to give us one more chance
Don’t take you away
His mercy flowed that day
Cause I hold you in my arms once again

It seems to me, I’m taking you for granted
It seems to me, I’ve put you on a shelf

Thank you God for letting me see
The danger of my complacency
Forgive me Lord for giving less
While all the time expecting more
I’m blind to Your blessings, deaf to Your voice
Your miracles I’ve chosen to ignore
In fact I’d go so far as to say
I’m taking everything for granted

Taking everything, I’m taking everything
I’m taking everything for granted…