Come My Way — Skillet

Hundreds come from everywhere Just to see your face and touch the healer's hand Desperate, I push through the crowd If I could touch your clothes I could feel your power

Come my way

Please look And notice me Just to release my pain Just to know your name

Come my way

I'm out of touch I'm out of reach I've got the faith to believe Am I out of touch or out of reach What would it take for you to walk towards me

I'm out of touch, out of reach But I'm running towards you and it's all I believe

Come my way

Just a touch