Nada mas quien piensas
Alex Campos
Nothing but who you think
I look at your power, your immense love
Your eternal faithfulness, I find no fault
I wish I could be who you think
I wish I could be an angel
To be able to sing
The hymns of glory to my celestial king
I wish I could be a king to bring
Bronze, silver and gold, incense, myrrh, and power
Maybe a poet to write
My best stanzas, verses from the heart
I wish I had been a greater prophet
To announce the great king
I am only the one who tries to be
A faithful servant in simplicity
With the ability to understand
That it's not a song nor power
Just a heart in love with you
You set your eyes on my heart
You filled my mouth with your song, Lord
I wish I could be who you think
I wish I had been a great painter
With my hands showing your great creation
But I am your child, who loves you, Lord
Who listens to your voice and your tender song
I am also your friend, grateful I am
To be your creation, your great inspiration
I will not be a prophet, I will not be a shepherd
I will not be the first, nor a great Lord
I will not be the singer, I will not be the painter
Just a heart in love with you