This Is the Stuff sing and play along

I lost my keys in the great unknown.

And call me, and please, 'cause I can't find my phone.

This is the stuff that drives me crazy.

This is the stuff that's getting to me lately.

In the middle of my little mess,

I forget how big I'm blessed.

This is the stuff that gets under my skin,

but I've gotta trust

You know exactly what You're doing.

Might not be what I would choose,

but this is the stuff You use.

Forty five in a thirtyfive.

And Sirens and fines, while I'm running behind.

This is the stuff that drives me crazy.

This is the stuff that's getting to me lately.

In the middle of my little mess,

I forget how big I'm blessed.

This is the stuff that gets under my skin,

but I've gotta trust

You know exactly what You're doing.

Might not be what I would choose,

but this is the stuff You use.

Fortythis is the stuff You use.

So break me of impatience, conquer my frustrations.

I've got a new appreciation;

it's not the end of the world.

Oh.

Oh, this is the stuff that drives me crazy.

This is the stuff;

someone save me.

In the middle of my little mess,

I forget how big I'm blessed.

This is the stuff that gets under my skin,

and I've gotta trust

You know exactly what You're doing.

Might not be what I would choose,

but this is the stuff You use.

Oh.

This is the stuff You use.