All the chisels I've dulled carving idols of stone that have crumbled like sand beneath the waves, I have recklessly built all my dreams in the sand just to watch them all wash away.  And all the pennies I've wasted in my wishing well I have thrown like stones to the sea. I have cast my lots and dropped my guard and searched aimlessly for a faith to be faithful to me. Through another day, another trial, another chance to reconcile to one who sees past all I see. And reaching out my weary hand, I pray that you'll understand, you're the only one who's faithful to me.