Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris August
Keyboards
Jacob Schrodt
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris August
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris August
Producer
Lyrics
At the Holiday inn there's a book in a drawer
With a note that says read me to know of the Lord
But that dust on the cover
Tells me it ain't been opened in years, oh
I shake my head, 'cause isn't it ironic
It's a lot like my heart if I'm being honest
Just seeing it hiding there
That's about to bring me to tears, oh
And I know
Just what I need Lord, I'm rededicating
My life, so I find those red letters and pray 'em
You lead the way through the pages and make this revival
With a hotel Bible
Seventy rooms filled with travellers and maids
Check in, leave your bags and just go 'bout your day
But it seems like the Lord's got something more for me, oh
That dust from the book and that dust on my knees
Fall down to the ground and I say I believe
That You're what I need Lord, I'm rededicating
My life, so I find those red letters and pray 'em
You lead the way through the pages and make this revival
With a hotel Bible
And oh, if this room had an aisle
I'd walk down and pray out, still holding this Bible
'Cause I know
Just what I need Lord, I'm rededicating
My life, so I find those red letters and pray 'em
You lead the way through the pages and make this revival
You lead the way through the pages and make this revival
With a hotel Bible
A hotel Bible
Writer(s): Chris August
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