Another million miles from the truth now
I know there's peace
But I can't seem to figure out how
To stop this race that's taking over me
I'm under the gun I wait for you to see
Oh, please reach out to me
open my eyes to see
I'm running from you now
Come rescue me somehow
Another scar from fighting the truth now
Has left me like a stranger to my need now
A masquerade, a game to figure out how
A cruel charade I cannot scream aloud
A narrow stretch of road in the way now
A heavy load still hanging on to me now
I'm in a maze that I can't seem to get out
Without a view from these shoulders of doubt
Reach Out To Me
Michael W. Smith's 'Reach Out to Me' is a heartfelt plea for divine intervention and rescue. The song captures the struggle of feeling distant from truth and peace, overwhelmed by life's pressures and personal failures. The narrator acknowledges running from God and asks Him to open their eyes and save them. It's a raw expression of vulnerability, admitting the weight of burdens and the confusion of being lost in a maze of doubt. The song emphasizes the need for God's help and the desire to be pulled back into His presence, making it a powerful prayer for those feeling spiritually stranded.