Trying so hard to see what lies ahead for me Trying to make sense of everything that happens around me I used to love the
Tag: 4 lines
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At the cross
Stuck within a room walls around me, Stuck within a cell that is closing in I feel like the walls that I create that make
Bring me home
Looking at the ceiling Thinkin’ to myself there must be so much more Layin’ awake tryin’ to sort out the events of the day Beggin’
In my mind
In my mind I admit I had imagined what it would be like To spend the rest of my life alone I didn’t want anyone
My own two feet
Sometimes I find myself floating around in reality Trying to step on something while knowing there is nothing My feet I thought so firmly planted,
Can’t stand
I really cant stand not knowing The way you feel about me The way I look at you, not knowing exactly what to do with
On the cross
Two wooden beams, three nails fastened my Jesus to the tree My eyes tear up, because I cannot believe the loving sacrifice There are times