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Here it is in the key of G (just like on the CD.)
Lord, if I'm the clay then I've been left out in the sun
Cracked and dry, like mud from the sty
Still clinging to the prodigal sun
But I'm on my way back home
Yes I'm on my way back home
Into the hands (in to the hands)
That made the wine (the wine) from the water
Into the hands (in to the hands)
The hands of the Potter
Lord, if I'm the clay then let your living water flow
Soften up my edges Lord
So everyone will know
That I'm on my way back home
Yes I'm on my way back home
And Lord, when you listen for the song of my life
Let it be, let it be a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be a song so sweet
Let it be, let it be a song so sweet, let it be
Lord, if I'm the clay that lay me down
On your spinning wheel
Shape me into something you can fill
With something real
And I'll be on my way back home
Yes I'm on my way back home