Its well past midnight
And Im awake with questions that wont
Wait for daylight
Separating fact from my imaginary fiction
On this shelf of my conviction
I need to find a place
Where You and I come face to face
Thomas needed
Proof that You had really risen
Undefeated
When he placed his fingers
Where the nails once broke Your skin
Did his faith finally begin?
Ive lied if Ive denied
The common ground Ive shared with him
Chorus
And I, I really want to know You
I want to make each day
A different way that I can show You how
I really want to love You
Be patient with my doubt
Im just tryin to figure out Your will
And I really want to know You still
Nicodemus
Could not understand how You could
Truly free us
He struggled with the image
Of a grown man born again
We might have been good friends
Cuz sometimes I still question, too
How easily we come to You
Repeat Chorus
No more campin on the porch of indecision
No more sleepin under stars of apathy
And it might be easier to dream
But dreamins not for me
