I was walking down the highway to Damascus When a light as bright as God did make me blind In my pride I carried on Crashing into every wall I'm still waiting for the scales to leave my eyes Yeah, I'm still waiting for the scales to leave my eyes So I wandered to some far and foreign cities I was looking for that El Dorado gold But it was always the wrong place I got tired of the chase Thinking maybe we weren’t made to fill the hole I don’t think that we were made to fill the hole Oh, praise him Praise him I don’t know what else to do I got nothing I got nothing But a spirit and the truth So tell me when the world became so angry Tell me why I followed in its ways Are we just destined to become Like all the places that we’re from? Is there still a little heaven in my veins? Is there still a little heaven in my veins? So I have learned to bare my soul to my creator I have given up the hiding of the mess Cause that narrow road is hard And every miles way too far To walk it all while being overdressed To walk it all while being overdressed Oh, praise him Praise him I don’t know what else to do I got nothing I got nothing But a spirit and the truth I have come here to be let in on a secret To smuggle out that secret in a life So when they put me in the ground There’ll be something growing out of Something I was never strong enough to find Something I was never strong enough to find Something I was never strong enough to find