Lord, I’ve been lost in this world,
Lord, let me get lost in Your Word.
Caught up in these situations,
But Lord now I have caught the train at your station.

Take me to the place,
Where I can shout you name with grace.
Take me where, all our worries and our cares, Drift away.

Then He said to follow, Follow the hollow
Follow Follow the sorrow.
Follow Follow the hollow
Follow Follow the hollow hearts.

Then He said, “Son, son, son, won’t you come,
Come to the beat of My drum.” Oh oh oh
He said “Son, son, son won’t you come,
Sing the song you’ve sung.”

Taking turns on this road,
Taking turns, but where we’re going, we don’t know.
But we’re striving for what is,
Though they say that it’s not.
We’ve been searching for this happiness,
That we’ve already got.
We’ve been pushing it away,
For the price we cannot pay.
But it’s already been paid,
For on the cross he did lay, did lay.

I said, “What is the cost?"
For my soul is lost.
Well, I said "What is the cost?"
Lord, my soul is lost.

He said, “Son, son, son, won’t you come,
Come to the beat of My drum.”
He said "Son, son, son won’t you come,
Sing the song you’ve sung."
He said, “Son, son, son, won’t you come,
Come to the beat of My drum.”
Son, son, son won’t you come,
Sing the song you’ve sung.