Sometimes I wonder,
If you are foolish like me
The familiar is easy,
That I can see.
The new and unknown,
Can be scary I can see.
Something that fits..
Can be hard to throw away,
Even though it doesn't work the right way.
With trepidation, we fear the unknown.
And cling to what, we have known.
If it's not broken,
Don't throw it away.
Or at least, that's what they say.
But sometimes,
Doesn't that cause,
Us to overlook,
Things..
That should cause us to pause?

There I was,
in the very depths of despair.
In a place so very dark.
And I no longer cared.
I had closed my eyes,
As I said my final prayers.
I had made up my mind,
I would no longer be there,
I'd be gone,
As soon as I finished my prayer.
But when I opened my eyes,
There was an angel standing there.
She told me how much,
The Lord loved me.
And that he'd never,
Not once,
Forgotten about me

Can you,
Protect me from my dreams?
That's all I need.
Or sometimes,
That's all it seems.
Can you,
Hold me in your arms?
And keep them at bay,
With your wily charms?
Can you,
Love me for just today?
And make my fears go away?

I have nothing to offer,
I'm sorry to say,
I have nothing left today.
I have nothing to offer
Can't you see?.
Nothing to offer,
But little old me.
No dowry.
Little hope.
Nothing to offer,
Nothing,
But me.
Nothing but my heart.
And I give that
For Free

Nothing is as lonesome as the night.

The stars are burning dim,
As the whippoorwill calls,
From the shadowy twilight's gloom.

A tear streaks my face,
As his call tears at my heart.
And the weight of the moonlight presses,
Me on down onto the earth.

I cry out for help,
With a voice that makes no sound.

The weight of the world,
Keeps me pressed to the ground.

The crickets chirp, and the tree frogs sing.
And above it all,
I hear ,
The whippoorwills,
Plaintive call.