All The Difference In The World

You've got heaven on your doorstep
The man standing with a hand outstretched
For a while you've left him there untouched.

But he hasn't taken back his offer
This is something telling you he never will
You can close the door, you know he'll be there tomorrow.

Counting the times you've shut it
Withers not his dedication, his wish to see you
Never wavered, always eyes to your eyes, heart to yours.

This man, you're telling him to leave
But never wanting him to go, and he won't ever
Because he knows you're simply lost and all he wants to do is save you.

In your mind there is a cloud, a shroud,
A loincloth stripped of life that's doing the impossible
In causing you pain, shame, blame, and all the rest of sorrow.

Yet you look upon heaven and know,
That it doesn't matter at all, that no one asked for blood,
That no one sought your life to end, no one really cared.

And he makes all the difference to you
Because he is gently walking across the doorstep
Into your room, where you welcome him with your arms.

One day with your heart, one day
You'll wake up, one day you'll seize that day
And never fall back down for there will be no tomorrow.

That day is sooner than you think
That day is brighter than you feel, and closer
To your heart than what the world tells you to see.

It will make all the difference in the world
The same.