I believe in the rest of the story
I believe there's still ink in the pen
I have wasted my very last day
Trying to change what happened way back when
I believe it's the human condition
We all need to have answers to why
More than ever, I'm ready to say that I
Will still sleep peacefully
With answers out of reach from me until�
Someday all that's crazy
All that's unexplained
Will fall into place
And someday all that's hazy
Through a clouded glass
Will be clear at last
And sometimes we're just waiting
For someday
We are born with a lingering hunger
We are born to be unsatisfied
We are strangers who can't help but wander
And dream about the other side of�
Every puzzle's missing piece
Every unsolved mystery
More than half of every whole
Rests in the Hands that hold you for someday�.
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Prayer is the burden of a sigh, the falling of a tear, the upward glancing of the eye, when none but God is near.
Its nothing against you to fall down flat; but to lie there, thats disgrace!
9 comments:
Yes,this is true we shouldn't pain over the past but to push on in the present.
ya need ta' update. ;)
Estherrrr!!! ;) ;)
Hi :)
you like really REALLY need to update. just sayin' =)
guess what??? I like you ;)
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