Some days are better than Others
Others just hurt
I've been circling around asking questions
And I'm lower than the dirt
There are only two things I ask...
the first, to carry out Your plans
But the second, dare I say,
Is something I can't have
A hoarders dream house
Is the sad labyrinth of my mind
I'm imprisoned by circumstance,
Impossibilities, pain and time.
Like a wretched little girl,
Whose lost her best friend,
They talk of replacements
But that hurts worse in the end
There's only two things I ask for,
God, only two
I'd do anything to prove it...
I'd do anything
I'd do anything for you...
Just please Father, if there is any way
Please hear my cry
Please see my heart
I don't understand anymore
I don't understand anymore
- A