I wish I could go back
To sitting in my bunk
Listening to girls talk about
All of life's junk

I wish I could sing
We are Standing on Holy Ground
Just to hear the shuffling
Of shoes all around

I want to look up at night
And not see only clouds
And city lights
But feel only joy and peace; no fright

I want to cry with girls
That I hardly know
And have them say they're there for me
After we all have to go

I wish I could have six days
without my phone
Because even though I'm disconnected
I feel the opposite of alone

I wish I could wake up
Before the crack of dawn
To listen to birds sing
While I hang my towel up and yawn

I want to be there
At eleven a.m.
Singing at the top of my lungs
And praising Him

I want to eat
Mashed potatoes made from a box
And never be able to tell time
For the extreme lack of clocks

I wish I could sleep by the river
And sweat at sports
And walk around at free time
Or go to the basketball courts

But I can't have this anywhere else
Except a little piece of land by the Medina
Where God is love and you oughta been there
A little heaven on earth: Camp Bandina

The sun can be perceived in two different ways.
The sun can be seen as just yellow in the sky, or it can be seen as the thing that keeps me alive every day; the thing that warms my heart.
The thing that lights up my world.
And then there's you.
You can be seen as just another person, and to some ignorant people you may seem to be just an average person.
To me, however, you bring just as much light to my life as the sun.
You bring as much warmth to my heart and beauty to the world as the sun does.
You are the light in my life.
You are the center of my universe-- the sun in my life's journey.
My world would be as useless as a gun without bullets, an earth without a sun, a guitar without strings, or a book with no words without you in it.
You mean everything to me, and if I lose you, I might as well lose the sun too.

Through desperate times
During all my crying
Through petty crimes
During all the lying

Your hand is there
In every waking minute
With loving care
And never finished

The phone calls
The trip-and-falls
The empty halls
And rock-hard walls

The walls which stand forever tall
Built of unbreakable stone feelings
Have so long yet to fall
Piece by piece in peelings

If with my hand
I could knock them away
As if they're made of sand
Oh how I wish to see these walls sway

But through desperate times
During all my crying
Through petty crimes
During all the lying

Your hand is there
With loving care
Moving through my hair
Into my eyes you stare

I don't let people see
I don't let people see inside of me
I don't let them see the anxiety
I don't let them see it killing me

It's killing me from the insides to the outsides
From the outsides to my surroundings
It's killing the people around me
Causing me to lose my grounding

I don't want to go on
I don't want to see
I don't want to see the pain it's causing the people around me

I don't want to stick around
I don't want to see
What it is causing!
This awful anxiety

And if I stay here
It will tear me apart
Torn into pieces and thrown away
Will be all that's left of my croaking heart

And so it seems
That all that's left
Is to fade away
And muffle my screams

But that's not true
That's not what this is
It's horrible I know
But this heart still has some fizz

And it refuses to lose
It will not stop
I will put on my socks
And tie my shoes

I will walk out the door
And not look back
I will keep walking
Until I pass this horrible black

Because that is what
It will take for me
To make it out
Of this anxiety