The Part I find Hard to Believe

I walked inside through your front door
Across your dull-coloured carpet floor
So many faces I still need to meet
Even though I've come here every week

I saw you smile by the coffee pot
As looked around for some hot chocolate
It gave a tingling feeling deep in me
When I saw the part I find hard to believe

Hope from Jesus I still receive
When Satan strikes to try to deceive
Yet there's a part that I find hard to believe -
Have I lost faith in the Church?

Everyone jokes, laughs, and talks
Inside the small, simple coffee shops
To forget we're bored and feel alone
Among songs and speeches we've lost our home

I'm too used to finding too little passion
In people who care more about fashion
So I'll wake up if you have a mission there
And pray that we'll start to pray and to care

Hope from Jesus I still receive
When Satan strikes to try to deceive
Yet there's a part I that find hard to believe -
Have I lost faith in the Church?

A pessimist who wants to be wrong
When it hasn't felt like home for too long
Show me the proof so I can smile
For I haven't seen that proof in a while

Hope from Jesus I still receive
When Satan strikes to try to deceive
Yet there's a part that I find hard to believe -
Have I lost faith in the Church?