"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Fueling your faith
In what you've got within...
In your God-given gift,
I
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
In The Shadow Of Your Warm Love
In the shadow of your warm love
I feel so safe and secure,
And your soft, caring
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
