I let the rain soaking me,
I’m walking through the dark streets..
I meet the coldness again
and I know the warmth still lingers in my sheets.
Longing to go home..
But I don’t want to sleep tonight.
I feel my tears flow in my fright.
I want to hide myself away from the light.
my throat pains themselves in my fight..
I can’t seem to hold on tight,
to the warmth of the love..
Life seems so fragile,
It shatters so easily,
like a bleeding heart when it’s broken..
Like a heart that’s yearning for the living water
that thirsts our dry throats,
forgetting all the hopeless words we spoke…
Maybe when I look a little closer,
I can see the lights shine again,
they’re breathing a new life again..
I’m sure I can feel Your hand in mine
when I get through my fights,
with your help, Lord.
I like to hide myself under my warm sheets again,
I can feel Your healing
and Your grace..
— When I feel Your hand touches mine..