Sometimes I want to walk away from the water
But something keeps tugging on me
Telling me to wait-just a little bit longer
If Wisdom speaks, it is the language of patience
Saying I don't have to know it all right now...
Are you my blessing?
Are you my curse?
Standing in the blazing sun
Fan the flame of love-an uncomfortable burn
But there is one thing I've come to
There is no where else to run to
You've given me the sign
I believe you're the one on the other end of the line
Just another random call
meant nothing at all- a check off the list
And there you were again
out of the blue-your voice bringing me to you
And I'm sure you didn't know
Do you even wonder?...
Are you my blessing?
Are you my curse?
Standing in the blazing sun
Fan the flame of love-an uncomfortable burn
But there is one thing I've come to
There is no where else to run to
You've given me the sign
I believe you're the one on the other end of the line
1 comment:
I like your latest blog.
Song Lyrics?
Poetry?
Both, I think.
I also hear so much more under the surface of these written words.
Praying for you!
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