By Skye Shae Bonati February 24, 2019 Verse 1 When I step up on this stage, don't see anything but trees Genesis and heaven and the one in the middle that saved me This silly raised up platform's only built from some old wood And I'm nothing without Jesus' yeah, I'm nothing if it weren't for God PreChorus Because an actor can win their Oscar and drive around in gold But we couldn’t play our part if Jesus’ story wasn’t told Tho it might not have been the finest oak
