It's not a song, it's not a beat.
It's not the noise from the crowd we seek.
It's not for sure, don't need Your light.
But it's more about what's inside.
What I've come to realize.
It's a lifestyle. We want the name, we want the praise.
But it won't happen just on Sundays.
He wants your time, your life, your all.
But don't wait til your back's on the wall.
So today just realize.
It's a lifestyle. I wanna move the heart of God.
Nothing else matters, it's my job.
Hands lifted up, eyes to the sky.
Words from my mouth echo my mind.
Standing in awe, but never surprised.
I wanna make You first for all time.
It's not a song, it's not a beat.
It's not the noise from the crowd we seek.
It's not for sure, don't need Your light.
But it's more about what's inside.
What I've come to realize.
It's a lifestyle.
