It never was about the oil dripping from my head I never did dream beyond the pastures I could tend It never was about the praise, not about the street parade I didn’t really need a crowd when Goliath fell down
I never meant to woo a king with simple shepherd songs Or hide away inside a cave, safe from danger’s arms I never meant to wear a crown, or try to bring armies down It never was about me and who I hoped to be
At the end of the day, I wanna hear people say My heart looks like Your heart, my heart looks like Your heart When the world looks at me, let them agree That my heart looks like Your heart, my heart looks like Your heart
I never thought I would be much more than Jesse’s kin Who would ever dream a king would come from Bethlehem? I know that I’ve crashed and burned, lives have been overturned But You redeem everything, yeah, even me
At the end of the day, I want to hear people say That my heart looks like Your heart, my heart looks like Your heart When the world looks at me, I pray all they see Is my heart looks like Your heart, my heart looks like Your heart
Five little stones, or a royal robe Shepherd or king doesn’t mean a thing Cause at the end of the day...
At the end of the day, I wanna hear people say That my heart looks like Your heart, my heart looks like Your heart Unashamed I will dance, in Your name, lift my hands ‘Till my heart looks like Your heart, my heart looks like Your heart
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