As I walk around my house alone in the black of night
I am so confused, do I go left or do I go right
I am trying so hard not to take flight
My heart is holding on with all it’s might
Wondering which way to turn
Either way, once again it’s time to burn
Everywhere I go, I face scorn
Maybe it’s time to really learn
I am always told it’s time to forgive
But Lord, is there anymore love to give
To say this is easy, would be a fib
But again Lord, is there anymore love to give
You say You are made up of Love
Sitting there, looking down, from above
Peace You say is gentle as a Dove
But the vice is around my heart, and fits like a glove
It’s like feels like second skin
Just like the pain from my closest of kin
My knees are so tough, can I make them bend
Or is Your love going to blow away with the wind
So here poised ready to fly
The pain grows worse with every tear from my eye
Oh Lord, not again, I don’t want to cry
But for now, I am just going to say bye...GOOD BYE
For I don’t like to be soft
I would rather be thrown off a loft
Never did I think this question would be so tough
You would think that by now I would have had enough
But the questions won’t leave my mind
So please be patient and kind
Remember it’s my heart that is on the line
Oh Lord, will peace and love ever be mine...
The answer is no...
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I am so confused, do I go left or do I go right
I am trying so hard not to take flight
My heart is holding on with all it’s might
Wondering which way to turn
Either way, once again it’s time to burn
Everywhere I go, I face scorn
Maybe it’s time to really learn
I am always told it’s time to forgive
But Lord, is there anymore love to give
To say this is easy, would be a fib
But again Lord, is there anymore love to give
You say You are made up of Love
Sitting there, looking down, from above
Peace You say is gentle as a Dove
But the vice is around my heart, and fits like a glove
It’s like feels like second skin
Just like the pain from my closest of kin
My knees are so tough, can I make them bend
Or is Your love going to blow away with the wind
So here poised ready to fly
The pain grows worse with every tear from my eye
Oh Lord, not again, I don’t want to cry
But for now, I am just going to say bye...GOOD BYE
For I don’t like to be soft
I would rather be thrown off a loft
Never did I think this question would be so tough
You would think that by now I would have had enough
But the questions won’t leave my mind
So please be patient and kind
Remember it’s my heart that is on the line
Oh Lord, will peace and love ever be mine...
The answer is no...
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