I wake up, a new day has come. It seems so hard to get out of bed. Sometimes I question "What is it for" It gets hard to find meaning in the routine. I've tried so hard to do it on my own. Someitmes I feel like giving up. But i've got to try. Why don't I try? Try to find the meaning of this life. I kniw that God has His reasons. Peace of mind it comes and goes all the time. When will I learn to trust? Concentration has left me now. I can't see your face everyday. Asbtruse thoughts tear me apart. I must see your face everyday. All the time I look into your eyes and then away on my own. Will I find the plans you have for my life? This life just seems so short. Concentration has left me now. I can't see your face everyday. Abstruse thoughts they tear me apart. I must see your face everyday. Make my life yours...