I'm not on an ego trip

I'm nothing on my own

I've made mistakes and often slip

I'm just common flesh and bones

But I'll prove someday just what I say

I'm of a special kind

For while He was on the cross

I was on His mind

The look of love was on His face

The thorns on His head

The blood was on that scarlet robe

And it was stained in crimson red

Though His eyes were on the crowd that day

He looked ahead in time

For while He was on the cross listen

You were on His mind

He knew me yet He loved me

He whose glory makes the Heaven shine

I'm so unworthy of such mercy

For while He was on the cross

I was on His mind

Yes while He was on the cross

You were on His mind

He knew me yet He loved me

He whose glory makes the Heaven shine

I'm so unworthy of such mercy

For while He was on the cross

I was on His mind

Yes while He was on the cross

I was on His mind