It’s When You Hold Me That I Start Unfolding

Who can hold the stars and my weary heart? Who can see everything? I’ve fallen so hard...sometimes I feel so far but not beyond your reach. I could climb a mountain, swim the ocean or do anything...but it’s when you hold me that I start unfolding and all I can say is Hallelujah, hallelujah. Whatever’s in front of me, help me to sing hallelujah. Hallelujah, hallelujah. Whatever’s in front of me, I’ll choose to sing hallelujah. The same sun that rises over castles and welcomes the day, spills over buildings into the streets where orphans play. And only you can see the good in broken things. You took my heart of stone and you made it home...and set this prisoner free. Hallelujah, hallelujah. Whatever’s in front of me, help me to sing hallelujah. Hallelujah, hallelujah. Whatever’s in front of me, I’ll choose to sing hallelujah. - Bethany Dillon