Somewhere along the way you realized It's been so long since you had seen sunny skies. Just up above those stormy clouds, you know someone is looking down. If only there were some way you Could call on him Well my friend there is.
Just put wings upon your problem And it becomes a prayer. Lift your worries up to heaven Where Jesus hears and cares. When burdens grow so heavy and oh so hard to bear Just put wings upon your problem and it becomes a prayer.
You have resigned yourself to feeling unloved Shackles and chains may bind your heart, oh but above Jesus looks down and sees a lost little lamb who needs to rest in the arms of the shepherd, the one who says "Come unto me..."
Just put wings...upon your problem Just put wings...upon your problem. Just put wings...upon your problem And it becomes a prayer.
