At My Door-As We Ascend/Brad Arnold

At My Door - As We Ascend/Brad Arnold I'm getting older It's hard letting go I'm getting closer To the end of the path I've walked alone And it's getting colder out It's hard to warm yourself without a fire This fever is breaking now And I'm sick of life without you Will I let go of the past And live for tomorrow Will I curse the hourglass As it bleeds through the night Can I sing for the memories Without words of sorrow Sing for the hope I have When death comes knocking at my door When death comes knocking at my door The world's getting darker It's hard to break through The shadows getting longer The sun falls into the blue And it's getting colder out It's hard to warm yourself without a fire This fever is breaking now I'm sick of life without you 'Cause I let go of the past And live for tomorrow Will I curse the hourglass As it bleeds through the night Can I sing for the memories Without words of sorrow Sing for the hope I have When death comes knocking at my door When death comes knocking at my door When death comes knocking at my door Will I let go of the past And live for tomorrow Will I curse the hourglass As it bleeds through the night Can I sing for the memories Without words of sorrow Sing for the hope I have When Jesus comes Will I let go of the past And live for tomorrow Will I curse the hourglass As it bleeds through the night Can I sing for the memories Without words of sorrow Sing for the hope I have When death comes knocking at my door When death comes knocking at my door When Jesus comes