Writing to you
was never easy
talking was even harder
was never easy
talking was even harder
than breathing
it felt like I'm choking
while I'm drinking
because this burden I'm weighting
and these sins I've collecting
but you always answer with a smile
whenever I hide and grieve
embarrassed with my own deceive
with your hands reaching out
You come and restore this drought
plucking every weed
growing in my throat
washing my feet as I stumble in mud
clothing me with faith
and hope of abstaining
how can I not go with You?
when You promised me
better than the world
better than the Universe
better than my own
it wasn't that hard talking to You
saying 'thank you' was as
good as praying goes
it wasn't hard talking to You
when all I can do
is mend and appose
