Why I would I spend my life longing for the day that it would end.. Why would I spend my time pointing to another man.. Isn't that crazy. . How can I find hope in dying, with promises unseen..
I've found a place. Where I can finally be a part of the story. I've been embraced. By the wonderful arms of glory. There is nowhere else I'd rather be.
Here in this moment. I choose to believe. To call on the invisible. As if it could be seen. . Here in this moment. I am unafraid. To take part in His suffering.
Don't know why, every time. I try to tell you how I feel about you, I really feel about you. I can't find words designed. That say exactly what you mean to me 'cause you mean so much to me.