Monday, March 28, 2016

Pain

Why wont You turn my winter into spring
My winter into spring;
Its as if these mountains of pain
Still have snow
Still have snow
What I would give for clarity
For Clarity


Why wont You turn my bitter into sweet
My bitter into sweet
What dungeons of my soul
That still have dust on bone
Dust on bone


If I lift these eyes will You be there>?
If I give hope a fighting chance
Will You let me down?
Will You let me down?


Teach me to Rejoice
For I don't know how
I don't know how
Hug me and tell me everything is going to be okay


That it will be okay...







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