Clay Lyrics

I write my shopping list of things for you to do for me

I think that I know better what you can do that's best for me

Why can't I see that what I do to you is blasphemy, yeah

How can I talk back to my maker?

I complain that I don't get what I want when I want it

I think that you don't care when all I have is what you provided

When will I see that all I have and need you've given me, yeah

How can I talk back to my maker?

How can the one who's formed tell the one who formed it

"Why d'ya make me this way?"

How can I lump of clay tell the potter how it should be made?

One word you could break us into tiny little pieces

You are the potter and I'm the clay

Yeah

You make the sun to shine on all the good and all the wicked

You make the rain to fall in all the places of the world

One day everyone will know that you're the one who made it all

You are the potter and I'm the clay

I'm just the clay

I'm just the clay

I'm just the clay

I'm just the clay

We have this treasure in jars of clay

So that the world will know this power is from God

And not from us

We have this treasure in jars of clay

So that the world will know this power is from God

And not from us

How can the one who's formed tell the one who formed it

"Why d'ya make me this way?"

How can I lump of clay tell the potter how it should be made?

One word you could break us into tiny little pieces

You are the potter and I'm the clay

Yeah

You make the sun to shine on all the good and all the wicked

You make the rain to fall in all the places of the world

One day everyone will know that you're the one who made it all

You are the potter and I'm the clay

I'm just the clay

I'm just the clay

I'm just the clay

I'm just the clay

I'm just the clay