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Last updated 21 Oct 2003
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MercyMe "Crazy"
Why would I spend my life longing, for the day that it would end.
Why would I spend my time pointing, to another man.
Isn't that crazy?
How can I find hope in dying, with promises unseen.
How can I learn your way is better, in everything I'm taught to be.
Isn't that crazy?
I have not been called, to the wisdom of this world.
But to a God, who's calling out to me.
And even though the world may think,
I'm losing touch with reality.
It would be crazy, to choose this world, over eternity!!!
And if I boast let me boast, in filthy rags made clean.
And if I glory let me glory, in my Savior's suffering.
Isn't that crazy?
And as I live this daily life, I trust you for everything.
And I will only take a step, when I feel You leading me.
Isn't that crazy?
I have not been called, to the wisdom of this world.
But to a God, who's calling out to me.
And even though the world may think,
I'm losing touch with reality.
It would be crazy, to choose this world, over eternity!!!
Call me crazy.
You can call me crazy!!
Call me crazy.
I have not been called, to the wisdom of this world.
But to a God, who's calling out to me.
And even though the world may think,
I'm losing touch with reality.
It would be crazy, It would be crazy, It would be crazy, to choose this world, over eternity!!!
Isn't that crazy?
You can call me crazy.
Call me crazy.

