I like to think I've got it all together
if asked I'll say I'm doing well
A kind of old familiar way of lying to myself

But the scales of heaven show my weakness
and at the drop of hats I fall
It's only after staring in the mirror that I recall

How I need you... How I need you... Oh how I need you

And so I make my way along the tightrope
just like it was an open road
I'll keep my eyes on you and leave my weakness down below

How I need you... How I need you... Oh how I need you
How I need you... How I need you... Oh how I need you

Love that made me breathe
Grace that covers me
All I need I find in you

How I need you... How I need you...
How I need you... How I need you...

How I need you... How I need you... Oh how I need you