Moving ahead

by Iola   Jan 10, 2006


Tell me what I need to move ahead?
What have I done? Not done? What have I said?
I’m scared to get inspired, cause I may have to free my soul.
I’m afraid to push myself higher.. I may loose control.. ?

But I’m not ready to move, I’m not ready to learn..
Although this is what I’ve waited for and this is for what I yearn!
I’m not ready to move I’m not ready to learn..
You’ll never know the truth if you’re not ready to burn…

Your fingers…

Why do I seek answers – why are words my refuge?
All these questions consume me.. trying to feel moved.
Knowing that truth is out there, waiting to leak out…
Silently meeting eye to eye.. Suddenly realising what life’s about.

But I’m not ready to move, I’m not ready to learn..
Although this is what I’ve waited for and this is for what I yearn!
I’m not ready to move I’m not ready to learn..
You’ll never know the truth if you’re not ready to burn…

Your fingers…

I know someday someway somewhere ..
God will show me He’s plan from up there…
I’ll be blessed with knowledge and wisdom when the time is right.
In the meantime I’ll push forward and continue this fight.

I’m ready to move, I’m ready to learn..
This is what I need and this is for what I yearn!
I’m finally ready to move, I’m finally ready to learn..
You’ll never know the truth if you’re not prepared to burn…

Your fingers…

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