I wake up, a new day has come.
It seems so hard to get out of bed.
Sometimes I question "What is it for"
It gets hard to find meaning in the routine.
I've tried so hard to do it on my own.
Someitmes I feel like giving up.
But i've got to try.
Why don't I try?
Try to find the meaning of this life.
I kniw that God has His reasons.
Peace of mind it comes and goes all the time.
When will I learn to trust?
Concentration has left me now.
I can't see your face everyday.
Asbtruse thoughts tear me apart.
I must see your face everyday.
All the time I look into your eyes and then away on my own.
Will I find the plans you have for my life?
This life just seems so short.
Concentration has left me now.
I can't see your face everyday.
Abstruse thoughts they tear me apart.
I must see your face everyday.
Make my life yours...
