Nothing To Own

by Jay   Mar 23, 2007


I had no power, no light, and no place to call a home
No possession to call my own
I was there, all alone
Until one day His power was shown

A man with holes in His hands
Came to me up from the sands
He said His Father owned all the lands
And that all my problems, he understands

This man gave me some power
He told me about his final hour
And I say, with him you can't go sour
And He is taller than the tallest tower

The man turned reallly bright
And he vanished from my sight
From that day, I knew I'd fight
To help his father spread the light

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