Tuesday, February 17, 2004

Trying to find a peace in all the wrong places
Wanting to find release from the empy spaces
So I packed my bags and I set out
Following traces of a better day

So I walk a thousand miles in the wrong direction
Buildind callous on my feet and a fine collection
Of wasted days and foolish ways
And baggage that i picked up along the way

Then I hear a familiar voice
Calling me home
It's love's voice so I made the choice
To turn and follow

And I fall to You
and You see through
All the foolish games I play
And I cast my cares away
And I fall to you
'Cause I know you'll do
Oh, the same thing today
That you did every other day
When I went away.

Trying to find the way with my own eye
Is like trying to find the sun in a midnight sky
And the more I carry on alone
The harder it is to get by on my own

They I see you standing there
Calling me home
So I throw down all my bags
And run straight to your arms

And now You've got me standing
On the edge of the ledge
And you gently remind me
Of the words you said and I fall

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