At My Door - Brad Arnold, As We Ascend

I’m getting older

It’s hard letting go

I’m getting closer

To the end of the path I’ve walked alone

And it’s getting colder out

It’s hard to warm yourself without a fire

This fever is breaking now

And I’m sick of life without You

Will I let go of the past and live for tomorrow

Will I curse the hourglass as it bleeds through the night

Can I sing for the memories without words of sorrow

Sing for the hope I have when death comes knocking at my door

When death comes knocking at my door

The world’s getting darker

It’s hard to break through

The shadows getting longer

The sun falls into the blue

And it’s getting colder out

It’s hard to warm yourself without a fire

This fever is breaking now

I’m sick of life without You

Will I let go of the past and live for tomorrow

Will I curse the hourglass as it bleeds through the night

Can I sing for the memories without words of sorrow

Sing for the hope I have when death comes knocking at my door

When death comes knocking at my door

When death comes knocking at my door

Will I let go of the past and live for tomorrow

Will I curse the hourglass as it bleeds thru the night

Can I sing for the memories without words of sorrow

Sing for the hope I have when Jesus comes

Will I let go of the past and live for tomorrow

Will I curse the hourglass as it bleeds through the night

Can I sing for the memories without words of sorrow

Sing for the hope I have when death comes knocking at my door

When death comes knocking at my door

When Jesus comes