She was the new girl
The shy girl
The one I hadn't quite met yet

She was the soft girl
The quiet soft spoken girl
She is the girl I have fallen for

She is the beautiful girl
The Christian girl
She is the girl I want to be with

She is the hurt girl
Heart ripped out by a past love girl
I can and will love her with all I have

I drink too much,
think too much,
sigh too much,
cry too much,
be too much,
flee too much,
need too much,
bleed too much.

I love too much,
touch too much,
hide too much,
try too much,
care too much,
share too much,
buy too much,
and die too much.

And it never feels like I do any of it enough.

Whatever you have done, never give up there is a Light at the end of the tunnel.
For his name is Christ Jesus, he is our beginning and our ending too.
Whatever you might have done, remember never give up on life here.
For there is always a Light at the end of the tunnel called Christ Jesus.
So no matter how depress you might be feeling right at this moment.
Please never let go of this life that you are living at this very moment.
For there is always a Light at the end of the tunnel, his name is Christ Jesus.
He wants to rescue you from this storm that you are in right now.
He wants to set you on new firm foundation , with new beginnings.

If your in pain,
Call my name,
I can take it away,

If your feeling alone,
In your home,
I can be a friend,

If your sad and blue,
You know what to do,
I am always here,

If your anywhere
I'm always there,
Forever.

So much depends to the brown-eyed guy who stole my heart.
So much depends to his unidentical thumbs that makes me laugh.
So much depends to his wrinkled eyes that looks like a cat.

And there's more to that...

So much depends on him taking another risk to try again.
So much depends on the fear he had experienced- and
So much depends to what I have offered him.
*Love.

I am not of darkness, but i'm in the dark.
If I am not lost, I am slowly losing it.

As the Babylonians babel on, i wander on,
lost while wondering when the future shall fall.

Shalom, shalom,
and into the night of day we go.
each with flame that flutters and fluctuates amidst the noise of reality,
certain to ignite a side to the worlds duality.

there is a lost freedom in this land,
and if we are but angels
we are but angels at war with God with gods.
and if we are but gods
we are as foolish as they come.

is this darkness on the dawn?
shadow in the night,

find the light

find the light

find the light.

Even I whose soul is as the night can love its loving bright.