Treasure Island

anthony creelman

(08-13-1984 / Santa Claria, California)

Lord


I give you my problem
You have gave me hope
You showed me the way
The way to her heart
The way to her soul
To show me what I need more
I look to you with open arms
You showed me her and I starting our family
I will work for you
So you can work for me
So you can bring me the family that I can see
Everyday I praise your name
Is a day I praise her and me
Everyday gets harder
Everyday gets longer
But in the end
You show me the way
You show me my soon to be family
For however long it takes
She will see
She will see everything she has ever seen in me
I am the man
The man she wants
She wants me
I am that man thru you
I pledge my life to you
So you can bring my life to me
Lord
I love her
Show me the way
Show her her way
Bring us to our family

Submitted: Wednesday, January 18, 2006

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