Place in this World - Michael W Smith

The wind is moving
But I am standing still
A life of pages
Waiting to be filled

A heart that’s hopeful
A head that’s full of dreams
But this becomingIs harder than it seems
Feels like i’m looking for a reason
Roaming through the night to find
My place in this world

Not a lot to lean on
I need Your light to help me find
My place in this world
If there are millions down on their knees
Among the many can you still hear me
Hear me asking where do I belong
Is there a vision that I can call my own