Handprints on my glass

Your love is the only thing that matters in this world, the only means of my living. Old sacrifices, brand new pain, Laughing under the sun, Crying in a gloomy rain, Just a little drop of your love, Would lift me from vain, Could mean so much to me, For your love is greatest Utmost under heaven. In this life of misfortune- Where tears are familiar matters relatively to failure and wrath, Your love is my guide and my path, To live and let live and struggle, Then my will is to stay with you. With your love at my side, Heaven is here and enough to touch, Whereas this land would fill by hope, Amidst of darkness and starless nights, My only will is to stay with you. With your love that embraces my heart, In this life of tears and sorrow, And even the war is raging on and on, Wherein confusion is all that matters, Still my will is to stay with you.

In front of your tabernacle my knees humbly bended, My heart vowed, arms are extended, Tears begun to fall though i'm not crying, Your Spirit hugs my soul which is dying. I confess for committing several sins, I am only human, sinner eversince, As the lyre strike solemnly, I'll fall asleep to Your Chest peacefully. Heal my heart, my Master, my Lord, I'm full of miseries, as my mind howled, Embrace my soul, lift me from grief, Ease my sorrows to stop my weep.

I almost crossed the line, And trounced the wall, Between the nerves and spine, By a beautiful soul... Chill with, drink with- Someone's watching us, Write it, understand it, Gearing up, home bound so fast. The moon sinks to the sea, While the sun bursts to the sky, Traffic signs hung on the fallen tree, I am escaping from the spy. Spongy brake pedal with flat tire, Beat time to pay the fine, Infuriating heat via electric wire, But blame it on the wine...