Monday, 13 June 2011

BAPA... I’ll stand here in the pouring rain...



BAPA... I stand here,
In the pouring rain.

BAPA... I listen for YOUR voice,
But I still feel the pain.

BAPA... I feel lost in this world,
Always alone.

I need YOUR help, BAPA...
I need a place to call home.

BAPA... My life is spinning,
Downwards and out of control.

Please help me BAPA...
I want to feel whole.

BAPA... I know people love me,
Which is why I’m staying here.

But BAPA... I want all the bad things gone,
No more tears.

So BAPA... I’ll stand here in the pouring rain,
Until YOU tell me everything is all right.

I’ll stand right here, BAPA...
Even if it takes all night.

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