One and three

Save myself from dying
Heal my love from crying
Take my heart my Jesus
How can I help my bleeding
It's winter time and I realize
My dreams have become atrophied
Your spotlight on my life diminishes
Create in me a clean heart

I fall away I don't like it

I burn my soul, deny me pride
My soul is renewed in your hope
Please heal this iconoclast
Take my broken wings
Heal my soul from dying
How is life so empty?
When does time stand still?

The last odd day was


and it won't happen again until


and since that's so far away...
it doesn't help me now.

Copyright 2003 by pauly hart

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