Am I foolishness to you
And is it laughable the things I do
Can your callused minds see past yourselves to His devine
Am I foolishness to you
Can I sing about my maker
And have you not roll your eyes
Can I weep about my Savior
And the way He died
I know it dont make sense
To those who ride the fence
But Im sold out to Christ
You call it loosening up
Loosening up
I call it spiraling down
Only one things the same
Only one thing remains
Jesus Jesus
Can I sing about my Maker
And have you not roll your eyes
Can I weep about my Savior
And the way He died
I know it dont make sense
To those who ride the fence
But Im sold out to Christ
Youre all asleep
Youre all asleep
Youre all asleep oh children
But Hes over needed
You dont see it no
Can I sing about my Maker
And have you not roll your eyes
Can I weep about my Savior
And the way He died
I know it dont make sense
To those who ride the fence
But Im sold out to Christ
Can I sing about my Maker
And have you not roll your eyes
Can I weep about my Savior
And the way He died
I know it dont make sense
To those who ride the fence
But Im sold out to Christ