lifesong
Lead me Lord, lead me by the hand
And make me face the rising sun
Comfort me through all the pain
That life may bring
There's no other hope
That I can lean upon
Lead me Lord
Lead me all my life
Walk by me, walk by me across
The lonely road that I may face
Take my arms and let your hadn
Show me the way
Show the way to live inside your heart
All my days, all my life
You are my light
You're the lamb upon my feet
All the time my Lord
I need You there
You are my light I cannot live alone
Let me stay
By Your guiding love
All through my life
Lead me Lord
Lead me Lord
Even though at times
I'd rather go alone my way
Help me take the right direction
Take Your road Lead me Lord
And never leave my side
All my days
All my life
You are my light
You're the lamb upon my feet
All the time my Lord
I need You there
You are my light I cannot live alone
Let me stay By Your guiding love
All through my life
All through my days
Lead me, Oh Lord
Lead me Lord
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
-12/19/2006 02:35:00 AM
Our last night - Better than Ezra
We were standing in an empty room.
The moonlight was falling.
You were holding my hand when the car
Pulled up for you.
And I could have spent a life with you,
But those days were over.
You were calling my name when
Your face faded from view.
And wasn't it you who told me
The sun would always chase the day?
Wasn't it you who told me?
Angels fly in the air tonight.
Saying, Wasn't it just like swimming
Out on the lake?
Stars collide, and the air's alive.
Or was it just like those promises that you made
On our last night?
I remember waking up with you.
The days doing nothing,
You meant more to me then
Than I think you ever knew.
But you were going to be a doctor,
A movie star, a poet at a Nobel seminar,
I hope the world never tore that out of you.And wasn't it you who told me
The sun would always chase the day?
Wasn't it you who told me?
Angels fly in the air tonight.
Saying, Wasn't it just like swimming
Out on the lake?
Stars collide, and the air's alive.
Or was it just like those promises that you made?
And what ever happened to the things you loved, the songs we played,
On the Indian days?
What ever happened to the things you gave away,
Like 'Harold and Maude' and singing?
I was waving as you drove away.
The sunlight was falling.
You were writing backwards
In a dusty windowpane.
Angels fly in the air tonight.
Saying, Wasn't it just like swimming
Out on the lake?
Stars collide, and the air's alive.
Or was it just like those promises that you made
On our last night?
