He woke up this morning to an angel in his bed There was a devil in the bottle he was holding in his hand With head still full of whiskey and his eyes now full of tears He dusted off a Bible that he hadn't read in years And he said: I am tired, I am torn And I can't take it any more You see this bottle has been my only friend But here I am, my heart to You I give Oh, Father, can You take away these tears? She struggles with addiction, she struggles to fit in She takes too much mеdication to cover up her tears Onе pill to make her happy, too many make her sad Then she notices the Bible in the hotel by her bed She says: I am weary I am worn And I can't take it any more You see this bottle has been my only friend Here I am, my heart to You I give Oh, Father, can You wash away these sins? But then the Sun came out and the skies turned blue And the pain they knew was gone And as the old life died, a new life it was born Oh, was a life they never knew Until they followed You