How many days, Lord, have I walked in this wilderness?. A thirsty pilgrim with no water to drink. And this barren place is making me crazy. But in my desperation, I am forced to think.
I've spent half my lifetime watching time go by. And wondering where it went. When I try to fall asleep at night. I lay there feeling spent. . Contemplating what the next day's gonna hold for me.
Face lost in the crowd. Feet wandering empty streets. Voice crying out loud. Heart aching with every beat. . Someone searching. Searching for someone.