Sporos

Well it's almost dawn, yea it's almost here,

So I'll gather my strength and I'll gather my fears,

Well have things grown from these little seeds?

Or spend another year in the dirt and the weeds,

Well I've heard You now and it's unlike before,

When I was out in the fields but now You're at my door,

Well have things grown from these little seeds?

A love for You, that has grown to the trees,

I'm telling You I'm ready, for my season to change,

I'm telling You I'm ready, for my heart to change,

I'm telling You I'm ready, for my season to change,

I'm telling You I'm ready, for change.