True artist is not all about the talent,
it’s the art of loving your craft.

Beautiful eyes
Little lies
I've tried to help you
God knows how i've tried

Strong friends
Sticking around as the river bends
But I lost you in the rapids
and I sighed for this is how it ends

I found a song
It was for you but it was too long
The words I wrote no longer apply
How could I have been so wrong

I burned it
Along with a shirt in a fire pit
I tried to save you, I really did
But you left me in a dangerous fit

I tried to save you from this danger
But my mother said "You can't change her."
And we took different paths into the dark, my friend
I gave up, and now you're a stranger

What child is this
In which we're blessed
Who gives the world
It's gentle rest

A world that is
In the greatest need
Of the one true God
The Prince of Peace

He doesn't come
Wrapped in a box
He comes wrapped in
His Perfect love

The best of gifts
One can receive
The Lord of Lords
King of Kings