Текст песни Pointing Fingers

Stop! Lecturing me I've had enough of your advice For a lifetime, this lifetime, Pharisee I won't think twice, I see your intentions And I'll call you out 'cause I said I'll call you out 'cause I don't care What you think of me I don't care My Father, He knows me well No more, no more, no more pointing fingers To take that spotlight off yourself 'Cause your sin it still lingers Enough of making other feel less that you That's all you do Man what am I left to do But call you out But you won't listen Better think this through I wanna take that blindfold from your eyes But you gotta take that blindfold off your eyes Please I wanna take that blindfold from your eyes Believe me, you ain't seen nothing you've been living blind 'Cause I don't care What you think of me I don't care My Father, He knows me well And I pray they'll see Your grace Someday someday And I pray they'll see Your grace Someday May Your grace shine on me May Your grace shine through me You're everything I want to be And only You can set me free And I don't care what you think about me 'Cause my Father knows me And I will be whoever He wants me to be 'Cause I don't care What you think of me I don't care My Father, He knows me well