I mount up with waxen wings
High to reach the sun
And I am no further than
Than when I first begun
So I build a mount to Athos
To shape Your form against the sky
With my home in Your hands
Show all the people why
Show all the people why
Everything I do
It's not enough for You
Everything I do
It's not enough
It's not enough for You
In the garden of my pride
The lamented lime tree
Too stupid to cry for rain
Fruitless and choked out by weeds
So I write a book of life
Using the best words I can find
For some struggler to snuggle up
When the world becomes unkind
And when the world becomes unkind
Everything I do
It's not enough for You
Everything I do
It's not enough
It's not enough for You
I find direction in eastbound clouds
And long for what they might have
But when I step into its midst
Its substance I cannot grasp
So I paint a portrait of You
As if You had human disguise
With oil and canvas to be clay
To open up their eyes
Like You opened up my eyes
Everything I do
It's not enough for You
Everything I do
It's not enough
It's not enough for You
Everything I do
It's not enough for You
Everything I do
It's not enough
It's not enough for You