belle du jour
Monday, April 4
  home. 31
hold me
mold me
sometimes i feel so all alone
see, i gotta find my way back home
so why dont you
shape me make me
wash me whiter than the snow
i gotta find my way back home.

master upon my knees i pray
i jus want to be the clay
put your arms around me
place my life in your hands
Lord, i know im jus a man
i know you understand
this time im letting go
till you

cause im lost & alone
i've been wandering
long enough to know
humbly i search for you
& im not gonna rest
till you..



really like this song..altho only recently discovered. think it says alot of things that i often cant put in words. it's jus parts of it that i've posted. so it may not all make sense when read at once..but in individual stanzas they could be model answers for the way i feel sometimes. or the way anyone could feel.
 
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