Andrea Bustin

Lyrics

Don’t give up your loneliness so quickly.

Let it stand.

Let it ferment and season you as few ingredients can.

Something missing in my heart has made my eyes so soft
My voice so tender, words so kind, and my need of God
So clear.

At some point, your time with God will become like this.
Next time you meet in a city street or alone in the forest,
There won’t be anymore leaving.
That is what I say.

God will climb into your pocket.
You will simply take yourself along.