I look out my window upon a street once filled with familiar faces and desire the same walk I take every day to scheduled places. |
Butterfly kisses
And afternoon walks...
I always thought that there was this one perfect...
People crowd and corrupt the perfect bubble youve...
I'm listening to my heart
Just like you said...
I always thought that there was this one perfect...
People crowd and corrupt the perfect bubble youve...
Butterfly kisses
And afternoon walks...
The night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak...
the light for which you lust...
There I was all alone
When you came into my life...
Joy is appreciated, but sadness holds a greater piece of my heart. The ache reminds me time after time that after all, 'I am human'. I am given life. |
Gods greatest gift is not only the life given, but the bestowal of sadness and joy. How great is our God to let us 'feel'; to have these emotions. For that I give thanks. |
Sometimes we lose ourselves in such chaos thats around, that we find ourselves searching for more than whats found. |