You are our savior
You are our father
You are our faith
You are the way
You are our love
You are up above
You are my soul
You make me whole
You are everything
My only Jesus
I know not everyone believes in Jesus, but he will save you as long as you repent your sins because he loves us all!
Why don't they let us express ourselves?
Is it because it's inappropriate?
The norm of society thinks so
And what is normal anyway?
We want to be ourselves
But if we do, they will shun us away
We need to find a place where we belong
Let's go to a place, where we can be free.
I saw a part in a movie (I can't remember the name of it) but there was this woman who was at a meeting, and all of a sudden she stands up on the table and starts dancing. I thought it was so funny and at the same time, very odd :)
Driving on a long dark, winding road
Cars passing me by with their bright lights
Blinding my eyes on this lonely road
Time just seems to go by so slowly.
As I listen to the radio
Why does it feel lonely, I don't know
But I got to keep moving somehow
'Cause I need to get somewhere right now.
I saw your face when I heard the news
I cried too because you were so nice
I swear, I thought you were an angel.
I didn't know you, but you touched me
You sacrificed yourself for this man
That is why you are up in heaven.
I had got inspired with this story I saw in Japan. It was about a woman that saved this person on the train tracks, however, she died because of it. Her story touched me, and I just couldn't believe someone would do something like that.
As I drive by, electricity fills the sky!
What beauty these lights have within
this powerful sight.
There's so much energy, and the force is
Oh, how these lights are so pretty
but so dangerous.
If you blink, you just might miss it
...so look carefully!
And you will see, how spectacular
it is really.
I wrote this when I was driving to work one morning :)
I can hear the raindrops coming from outside.
They are falling as the evening becomes night.
Hearing them made me want to write.
If you listen closely, you can hear music right?
And now I wish you were here tonight.
As I sit here, I wonder what it would be like?
I got inspired in my bedroom :)
My heart has been ripped and it is still beating.
When I'm out of control, I find myself changing.
So I curse and yell and continue to keep going.
I don't want to fight, but I want to tell you something.
Then I cry and cry until there is nothing.
Do you know what it's like to have this feeling?