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		<title>What More Do You Want</title>
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Words and Music &#169; 2005 John Watilo, administered by Corderzon Music. These materials are governed by the terms of use.



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VERSE 1
You huddle in your buildings made of glass and stone
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<div class="lyrics"><strong>VERSE 1</strong><br />
You huddle in your buildings made of glass and stone<br />
Looking for a touch from Me so you won&#8217;t feel alone<br />
But I&#8217;m out here in the streets with those<br />
Forgotten ones who have no place to sleep<br />
I try to send you out, but you keep coming back<br />
&#8220;Restore&#8221;, &#8220;revive&#8221;, &#8220;renew&#8221;, to get you back on track<br />
You&#8217;re so busy running back and forth<br />
That you don&#8217;t have the time to feed My sheep<br />
You show Me all your sacrifices, &#8220;Lord look what we&#8217;ve done&#8221;<br />
But can you show Me how you&#8217;ve been an obedient one?</p>
<p><strong>CHORUS</strong><br />
I gave you everything when I gave you My son<br />
My very life in you to share with everyone<br />
You cry for greater power every time you call<br />
But I gave My all<br />
Now what more do you want?</p>
<p><strong>VERSE 2</strong><br />
You&#8217;re so enamored with reality TV shows<br />
You blame the devil every time you stub your toes<br />
But half a world away from you<br />
They&#8217;re suffering and dying for My name<br />
Your dreams and visions tell you glory&#8217;s on the way<br />
And you&#8217;ll be the &#8220;chosen few&#8221; to usher in the day<br />
But I hope that you can tear yourselves<br />
Away from Sunday supper and The Game<br />
I&#8217;ve blessed your lives abundantly beyond what you deserve<br />
But tell me, is it truly Me or the blessings that you serve?</p>
<p><strong>CHORUS</strong><br />
I gave you everything when I gave you My son<br />
My very life in you to share with everyone<br />
You cry for greater riches every time you call<br />
But I gave My all<br />
Now what more do you want?</p>
<p><strong>BRIDGE</strong><br />
And you try so hard to be like the world<br />
That you&#8217;ve all but forgotten who I am<br />
How I long for you to return to Me<br />
Before the trumpet sounds and the world you love<br />
Comes to an end<br />
I gave you everything&#8230;</p>
<p><strong>CHORUS</strong><br />
I gave you everything when I gave you My son<br />
My very life in you to share with everyone<br />
You cry for greater power every time you call<br />
But I gave My all<br />
When I took the fall, I gave My all<br />
Now what more do you want?
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<blockquote><p>It&#8217;s pretty uncharacteristic of me to get all &#8220;preachy&#8221; in my songs&#8230;but the words just came out of me.  This one is pretty harsh - though I think relevant with regard to the state of the modern Church.  But I&#8217;ll be the first to say it applies to me just as much, if not more so, than anyone else.</p></blockquote>
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