My legs grow weary, my heart grows weak from the thought of losing you
Am I so crazy now that I can’t see what is in front of me?
Just put me in a rubber room, bounce me to the sky.
And hopefully, I will finally feel better soon.

Free from what?
I ask myself…. Yet no answers make themselves clear
Praying for the sought out remedy in an instant, making it quite obvious
That our union was made in heaven, if only I could allow you. My life, to steer.

I escaped from the dreariness of the wet, sloppy sleeping back in the desert.
And moved up to a sleep number bed, but hoping the number isn’t six six six
Forgive me, if I appear to be confused and irrational, but we all put labels on ourselves and others.
Wondering upon the reasons I am always awake in my mind, but only find the “TRICKS” or “******”

Why are things so difficult for all of us to comprehend, ???
When God has handed us a manual to get though our life in his way
We are constantly questioning and repositioning, tying to manipulate his work
When we should take a step back and get out of the ******* way!

Just imagine, for a minute, what it feels like to be me…
Just listen to your inner spirit that is telling you to use kid gloves.
Friendless and faded isn’t my true reality
I’ll never be kept down, despite my enemies desires, for I know God is love.