I sat very lonely on an old ran down dock,
Looking for someone to whom I can talk.
This was not how my life was planned,
I longed for someone to take my hand.
To love me and to hold me and to tell me everything was alright,
To guide me and to protect me with all of his might.
I wish I had wings to fly away free,
To go somewhere where I don’t have to be me.
To a place where I can just pray and pray,
And thank God for each and every day.
