miomina1
05-19-2004, 05:13 PM
My eyes are tired, oh Lord
When can they close, for good?
I've seen to many things and lived, so many ways
And I can't even tell evil from good
My body, is riddled with aches and pain
My mind, Lord is filled with worry
I have no control of my thoughts and soul
And I do wish you Lord, to please hurry
My heart is seeping with vengence, Oh Lord
I think I'm giving it all up, again
Dear Lord give peace, make the voices all cease
I'm fighting a battle I can't win
When can they close, for good?
I've seen to many things and lived, so many ways
And I can't even tell evil from good
My body, is riddled with aches and pain
My mind, Lord is filled with worry
I have no control of my thoughts and soul
And I do wish you Lord, to please hurry
My heart is seeping with vengence, Oh Lord
I think I'm giving it all up, again
Dear Lord give peace, make the voices all cease
I'm fighting a battle I can't win