The sun kisses my skin, there’s sand on my shin
I’m singing my lungs out and I’m smiling at him
Capturing the beauty of the moment,
He is never missing,
The moments stuck on replay,
I can’t stop Reminiscing…
I’m buying time, but I’ve run out of cash
I’m waiting at the red light then I speed up and crash
Im anxious and I want out of this lane
I try to be myself but everyone else is playing a game
“Where do I belong” I pray to God
“Guide my path, I trust you” but all I see is fog
Blindly trusting, but am I blind if God can see?
If I put all my eggs in His basket, does that take the weight off of me?
We will see.
Aug 13, 2025
Aug 13, 2025 at 9:40 PM UTC
The sun kisses my skin, there’s sand on my shin
I’m singing my lungs out and I’m smiling at him
Capturing the beauty of the moment,
He is never missing,
The moments stuck on replay,
I can’t stop Reminiscing…
I’m buying time, but I’ve run out of cash
I’m waiting at the red light then I speed up and crash
Im anxious and I want out of this lane
I try to be myself but everyone else is playing a game
“Where do I belong” I pray to God
“Guide my path, I trust you” but all I see is fog
Blindly trusting, but am I blind if God can see?
If I put all my eggs in His basket, does that take the weight off of me?
We will see.
