than copypasted a song
for time to write
for you i long
but i praise your understanding
and i accept your grace
the days amaze me.
the nights infinitely more.
how can He be so gentle with us
why allow our futile feeble efforts to succeed??
God knows (and He really does) how many times
i've crossed the line because of selfish blinders
allowed and attached just to gain a foothold in your heart.
i cry out again and again because i sense His tender hand.
it rebukes me more than harsh reality-checks
when He quietly reminds me of my First Love.
Lord, continue to form me to be like You,
she says my face reminds her so much of Yours
so show me how to see her, and show me how to love.
You.
then her.
not me.]
Wasted time.
I can not say that I was ready for this.
But, when worlds collide,
And all that I have is all that I want.
The words seem to flow
And the thoughts they keep running.
And all that I have is yours.
All that I am is yours.
Ohh...
Painted skies.
I've seen so many that cannot compare,
To your ocean eyes.
The pictures you took
That cover your room,
And it was just like the sun
But more like the moon.
A light that can reach it all.
So now I'm branded for taking the fall.
Ohh...
So when you say forever,
Can't you see you've already captured me.
