Speaking Terms

I used to kneel beside my bed at night when I was small
It was easy as breathing, believing wasn't hard at all
I knew that You were there close as my next prayer
The world'll break you down, break your heart, and shake your faith
But now you feel so far away, I don't know who's to blame
I don't talk to You as much, maybe that's part of growing up

I carry on this one-way conversation
I'm listening but You don't say a word
If Your answer's in the silence, I'll be patient
But it's hard to know my prayers are being heard
I'm waiting on a whisper, just something to confirm that
You and me are still on speaking terms

I mostly come around now when things aren't working out
I show up with my questions, my stumbles, and my doubts
Always thinking of myself, and always asking You for help

So I carry on this one-way conversation
I'm listening but You don't say a word
If Your answer's in the silence, I'll be patient
But it's hard to know my prayers are being heard
I'm waiting on a whisper, just something to confirm that
You and me are still on speaking terms

Even though I know You're more than I deserve
I want to get back to how we were

So I carry on this one-way conversation
I'm listening but You don't say a word
If Your answer's in the silence, I'll be patient
But it's hard to know my prayers are being heard
Yet I'm waiting on a whisper, just something to confirm that
You and me are still on speaking terms
Yeah, that you and me are still on speaking terms