Smalltown Poets

Show Me Who You Are

Smalltown Poets


All that I know are questions 
But I'll never be the same 
Heard so much about you 
Now were famous face to face 

Walking toward emmaus 
What didn't Jesus say 
What I dare - ask of you 
Won't you talk to me that way 

Show me who you are 
Never look away 
Now I've come so far 
Show me who you are 
Show me 

Your hands and feet are busy 
And your nature I know well 
A lover of - your story 
And there's more of it to tell 

Don't think me unready 
Always slow to understand 
No naked truth - so heavy 
I should hear it second hand 

Open up my eyes 
With who you are 
Taken up inside 
Of who you are 

All the muscle and the bone 
Underneath the skin its shape is on 
Holds together all I should have known 
Should have known