It’s true what they say, you know.
You can go anywhere you want to go. You’re not a tree.
You can do anything you want to do. Your will is free.
You can be anything you want to be, so long as you can perceive it.
You can say anything you want to say, so long as you really mean it.
“Can” doesn’t always mean “should”
Can you believe it?
Maybe you could bare your shoulders,
lend that jacket that you’re over
to the man who’s standing there
waving cars down at the corner.
You know he’s only getting older
and Christmas is getting closer.
Give before Thanksgiving’s over
’cause it’s only getting colder.
In the eyes of a child,
Hopeful and gleaning,
Curious and bright,
Wide eyed with wonder.
Through the eyes of a child,
Why? Why? Why?
I must know now.
I. I. I.
I only have two
And I must use them at all times.
This world is a gift,
and these eyes are mine.
I miss you my dear
I’m happiest here
In your arms
In your heart
In your mind
I can feel your warmth
Across miles of road
And in the end
I know we’ll be just fine.
He says, “I hope you’re doing better
then the day the good Lord called me up.
You’ll be alright.
I’m at peace. I’ve joined forever.
You’re gonna love it here.
I never left you.
No, you were never left behind.
See, now I’m always by your side.”
Though I’m saddened when you make mistakes,
My heart is joyful when you seek My face.
For I did not come to help the morally right,
but the fallen and broken are dear in My sight.
The closer you come to Me,
the closer I AM.
Though distractions are plenty,
so is My hand…
Reaching out for you daily,
My peace is there for the taking
So if you’re tired of waiting
come find rest in I AM.
As the towers came crashing down
and all the bodies crushed but found…
What used to be, no more is there.
It seems our perfect lives are so unfair.
How beautiful and kind to me.
Tragedy unites. Our pride goes on.
Home of the brave and land of the free.
I’m glad you came.
Came into my life
and washed all my cares away.
Now every thing’s alright.
And I hope you’re here to stay.
Stay with me all night.
I’m glad you came.
I’m on my knees. I’m on my knees
begging, “Baby, don’t leave.”
You hear my cries. You hear me plead.
And still you want to be free.
I’m not afraid. I’m not afraid
of losing you.
I think I’m more afraid
of losing me.