Place in this World
The wind is moving but I am
standing still
A life of pages waiting to be
found
A heart that's hopeful,
A head that's full of dreams
But this becoming harder
than it seems
Feels like
I am looking for a reason
roaming through the night to find
my place in this world
Not a love to lean on
I need your light to help me find
my place in this world,
my place in this world.
If there are millions down on their knees
among the many,
how can you still hear me?
Hear me asking,
where do i belong?
Is there a vision I can call my own?
Show me.
Mar 4, 2007
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