Saturday, November 3, 2012

The Answer

He sits on his bed with his head in his hands
Wondering where life is leading him.
He longs for a cure from past mistakes.
He doesn't notice the love around him

How did he get to this point
His childhood memories so pure
When did the road turn the other way
Leaving him so unsure.


The Answer so clear and yet escapes him
He cannot lift his eyes to see.
And there You sit by his side, feeling every tear
Longing to set him free.

Open his eyes, open his heart
To see beyond the hurt
And find You,right there
Where you've always been.