I pray some words,
And then I hope that things will get better.
So I find myself writing you letter ...
Realize, I come to you when I'm not feeling well.
I realize I come to you when I'm not doing so well.
Lord I'm sorry, and I just don't know how to tell you,
I'm not always sure how to be with you,
Casually, every moment of everyday.
Sometimes you feel miles away.
You showed me,
My idol is hope,
Good feelings,
And the wish for things to turn out alright.
Lord I just found myself,
Telling you sorry tonight.
- G2G, Tuesday August 31st, 2010
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