Every second passes
Someone’s gonna cry
It can’t be helped
Lord, am I to die?
I’m scared
I don’t know what to do
Just sit here crying
Reminds me of you
Will every thing that happens
Make any since at all?
What kind of jest is this
Now that I should fall?
I’m confused
I don’t care any more
Just sit here wondering
For me what’s in store
I may be praying
That it’ll all be right
An old memory
Out of mind and fright
Now I see it and
I don’t like it much
Please lord help me out
Bless me with your touch.
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