Lyrics

It wasn't much to look at and I couldn't really see
Any plan for his fulfillment whenever that might be
But the sculptor didn't seem concerned about the public's view
He defended his creation in these words I share with you

(He said)
He's still a work in progress not a finished piece of art
The vision of completion I still hold within my heart
There's a few rough edges to be planed - some angles to be set
So he doesn't look quite like I've planned - but I'm not finished with him yet

I marveled at his patience as the sculptor plied his trade
I looked around the shop at other pieces that he'd made
A common love was evident - yet each was so unique
I caught his dedication in the words I heard him speak


I wondered who the model was I'd seen that face before
Then the understanding hit me like the opening of a door
I felt my life was open there for all the world to see
That explained why his creation would appear so much like me

(Because)
I'm still a work in progress not a finished piece of art
The vision of completion - still within the Sculptor's heart
There's a few rough edges to be planed - some angles to be set
So I may not look quite like He planned - but He's not finished with me yet