Could Be...

(I just found a song I wrote over twenty years ago...)

Could Be

Could be the way that I was raised
Could be that deep inside the truth took root and stayed
Could be these days when restless will runs free
Could be a song still carries weight
Could be the distance between right and wrong
Measures more than shades of gray
Could be my thoughtlessness has led to this
And I can't seem to find my way

Oh, still scared I'll be caught
One certain, summer sunrise
On the wrong side of the tracks
Standing there 'twixt good and evil ties
...Lot's Wife
Forever looking back

Could be good fortune and God's Grace
Could be His Hand that carries, cares and had me placed
Within the privilege of this wondrous land
From comfort's womb to righteous stand
To see the inside of their faith
Endless prayer for prodigal heartache
Witnessed all and given every break
And only Jesus blood can save

Oh, still scared I'll be caught
One certain, summer sunrise
On the wrong side of the tracks
Standing there 'twixt good and evil ties
...Lot's Wife
Forever looking back

Could be the way that I was raised
Could be good fortune and God's Grace
Could be His Hand that chooses, carries, cares and placed me in that Grace
Could be a song still carries weight
Could be the way that I was raised...