Verse 1The mirror doesn't lie these days, the lines are cut too deepAnd the shadows in the corner disturb a grown man’s sleepI look back on the miles I've walked, the bridges I have burnedAnd all the wicked lessons that a stubborn heart has learnedThe calendar keeps turning, and the fear begins to growOf what is waiting for me when it's my time to goI’ve run wild, I’ve run hard, through the dark and through the mudAnd I’m scared I’ve gone too far this time for the cleansing of the blood.ChorusCan the grace of God still reach me after everything I’ve done?Is there mercy left for someone who has spent a lifetime on the run?I’m standing on the edges of a cold and fading dayStaring down a debt that I could never hope to payDid I wander past the borderline, did I drift too far from shore?Can the hands that held the universe still open heaven's door?Verse 2Well, I found myself an awning from a sudden summer rainRight outside an old white church on a gravel country laneAn old preacher man stepped outside, his hair was silver whiteHe looked right through my heavy heart and saw my losing fightI told him all my secrets, told him where my feet had beenHow I’d traded away my soul for a world of shame and sinI said, "Preacher, I'm too old to change, and I’ve gone way too farGod’s grace can cover sinners, but not a soul this dark."ChorusCan the grace of God still reach me after everything I’ve done?Is there mercy left for someone who has spent a lifetime on the run?I’m standing on the edges of a cold and fading dayStaring down a debt that I could never hope to payDid I wander past the borderline, did I drift too far from shore?Can the hands that held the universe still open heaven's door?BridgeThe preacher laid a trembling hand upon my shaking shoulderHe smiled a smile that made the rainy afternoon feel warmerHe said, "Son, you underestimate the power of the crossThere ain’t a valley deep enough where a soul is truly lostThe world might change its fashion, and your body might grow oldBut there’s a timeless, holy truth that must be clearly told:Jesus’ love is just as strong today as it was way back thenIt can break the heavy fetters of the worst of wicked men."Verse 3Right there on that wooden porch, the fear began to fadeAs I looked back at the rugged cross where all my price was paidIt didn't matter how many years I'd wasted in the nightThe morning sun was breaking through with a sweet, redeeming lightI’m growing older every day, but my soul has been made newBecause the preacher told me what the Savior’s love can do.OutroJesus’ love is just as strong today...It reached right through the wreckage where I lay.No matter how far you went, no matter what the cost,You can never outrun the grace of the cross.
