Treasure Island

Anders Lim


Everlasting Love


Here I lay
In utter dismay
For I lost a treasure
That reached an endless measure
What did I do wrong
I thought I held on strong
To this treasure I once possessed
No more can I keep but my emotions suppressed
I’m not going to rest rest til I find
This treasure that once used to clear my mind
Nothing is going to stay the same
Until I proclaim and shout his fame
God! My Savior, come back to me
I need you for an eternity
God! My Savior, hold me tight
I need your warm arms through the night
I finally see your presence shown
Telling me answers I had not known
Take me as we soar above
You are my eternal and everlasting love

Submitted: Saturday, February 23, 2008

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