Just this, just like this, there’s nothing more; there’s no list. Just this, you just want this, a broken form in my humanness, just this. In spite of thinning hair and lines around my eyes, a crooked chin and nose, and cellulite upon my thighs, you look at me and smile at the beauty you have made. I’m frozen in awe; I’m confused and amazed. If only you knew all about the horrid things I’ve done, mistakes I have made, how damaged I’ve become, you’d have to turn away. You couldn’t bear my sin. I’ve fallen so far; I wouldn’t know where to begin. Still, you look at me and smile at the beauty you have made. I’m frozen in awe; I’m confused and amazed. Just this, just like this, there’s nothing more; there’s no list. Just this, you just want this, a broken form in my humanness. I’m already forgiven. I’m already set free. You just want me to love as you have loved me. I’m frozen in awe; I’m confused and amazed as you look at me and smile at the beauty you have made.