i want to hangout with my friends
i want to feel loved -in love
i want a car -to be able to go where i want when i want
i wish i didnt need the praise of men to lift my spirit
i wish i didnt turn my back on god that way & betray
i want to be righteous, i dont want to mess up anymore
i want to do what i want, to see my friends when i want
i want my friends like in the days of old
i love the those words 'the days of old'
they are to me a time in history when creation was right with God & all was well in our souls
& if we werent right with God we were very close, we were well
i dont feel very loved & i know its a lie...
but i cant fight it b/c it sounds so true
i need REAL friendships
i need deep roots
Like a tree whose leaves do not wither
surrounded by lovely streams
streams of love
streams of Love
--"BEBEN Y BEBEN Y VUELVEN A BEBER
LOS PECES EN EL RÍO POR VER AL DIOS NACER"
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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