When I fix my eyes on all that You are
Then every doubt I feel
Deep in my heart
Grows strangely dim
All my worries fade
And fall to the ground
Cause when I seek Your face
And don’t look around
Any place I’m in
Grows strangely dim
I don’t know I don’t know
What tomorrow may hold
But I know, but I know
That You’re holding it all
Strangely Dim – Francesca Battistell