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Basically about god, and how its hard to talk to a man that doesn't talk back |
| Thinking back on my life, I miss that so much, Thinking back on my problems, It makes me wonder, Was it bad luck? Or was it that I didn't care, Didn’t care if things would never be fair, They would never be the same, Myself is the only one to blame, To hang my head in shame, Because I just came, I thought I was the queen like i was so mean, It worked then it failed, The man who got his hands and feet nailed, And I still don’t thank him, I wish I could but, I can’t put what I want to say into words, Words that want to be heard, by a man so great, A man I try to appreciate, But I catch myself stopping, Losing track, because this great man, Our savior doesn't seem to want to talk back. |