Lord,
i'm searching for a solution
yeah, before I end up
in a mental institution
yeah, because cerebral palsy
feels like a big sea of
pollution
so You know
I don't wanna go
swimmin' anymo'
yeah because the sharks
are after my heart
and my soul
and man, this water
is so cold
yeah, I'm frozen into a mold
that I don't like
day and night
but why?
i don't know
as hard as I've tried
to follow Your guide
I'm still stuck
in this flesh
that is not the best
and I can't rest
until
I figure out
Your Will
for my wheelchair
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