There's a God-shaped emptiness in my heart
That I've been trying to fill

With a click of the control
I turned on the TV
Sitting on the couch
I filled my mind with images
Yet the emptiness prevails

With relationships flashing by
I start to grumble
Thinking that I'm complete with him
Yearning so much for that company
Yet the emptiness prevails

With the pile of work
I bury myself
Tiring out at night
Returning home feeling beat
Yet the emptiness prevails

Opening up the Bible
I have no mood
But I forced myself to read
And amazingly God speaks to me
Convicting me of sin

I must change, that's what I've said
But the cycle just repeats
I am tired, unsure of what to do
Just feel like burrowing myself
In misery, in self-pity and in empty space

Emo, I must say
For I fill my heart the wrong way
This God-shaped emptiness is for God alone
So TV, relationships and work don't fit

When will I trust? When will I let go?
When will I stand up tall again?
Get up on your feet and turn to the right source
The Maker of it all